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~Pushing my cart through the isles of Walmart I stopped in the frozen section grabbing cookie dough ice cream. The basket was just about filled to the top with shit I probably won't even eat or wear.
I do different things when I'm depressed. Sometimes I spend money. I spend it crazily on shit. Hell I donated a thousand dollars to Color of change charity just and hour ago. It's to help support the black community.
I sigh wiping my wet eyes that seemed to not want to stay dry. On top of everything I'm fucking sick and can't barely breathe. I sneezed into my arm only to look up at some man staring at me like I'm infected
I just mumble a quiet sorry and go about my day because basically I am infected. Getting to the medicine isle I debate between Tylenol and Sudafed. I hold the medicine in one hand while pulling my phone from my bra. Pulling up Safari I search what's best to take while pregnant and sick.
It says Tylenol -Safe during the entire pregnancy. -Take only as needed. -Try to limit regular exposure. -Not safe if you're allergic to it or have liver problems
Going to search up the other one I roll my eyes huffing while clicking the decline button on a phone call. My phone goes back to Safari but not for long making me grow more agitated than I already am. He calls three more times before I lean on the basket pushing my hand through my messy hair answering the phone
"Hello."
{Mercy what are you doing? It's almost twelve in the morning.}
I sniffle grabbing the medicine I'd sat down. "I'm trying to get unsick and you're stopping me."
Holding my phone to my ear I read the instructions on the other medicine bottle.
{I found you crying in the shower not even an hour ago. I turn around to get you clothes and then the next thing I know you're gone.}
"I'm at-"
{Walmart I know.}
Of course he does. He has my location and that for some reason pissed me off. I leave to get away and now someone has a way of finding me. Crazy thing is I'm the one who put the app on our phones. I got paranoid one night because he stayed out at the shop and I couldn't sleep so when he got home I just did it
"Ask your mom what I'm supposed to do I'm sick, I feel like shit." I say putting the bottles back and continuing down the isle.
{Just come back, we will go tomorrow .}
"Why? I'm already here I mine as well get what I need now, otherwise this trip was pointless."
He sighs and knowing Elijah he's probably running his hand through his hair pulling at the dark strands.
"I'm hanging up, I have to finish shopping before my ice cream melts."
He laughs but I can tell it's not a this is a funny situation laugh. It's a she has to be fucking with me laugh. {I'm trying my hardest to be patient with you but this is crazy.}
