Show me what it is you need
Show me what my eyes don't see
Baby, I could let you breathe
Baby, I could let you live
Show me what you want from me
Tell me and I'll make it real
Handle my heart, I will
Show me how you really feel
Body Talk- Majid Jordan played throughout Angel Collins' room and she opened her eyes. She got out of her bed and made it up, yawning and stretching to wake herself up. She stripped off her pajamas and walked to the bathroom, getting into the shower as the music played.
20 minutes later.....
Angel got out the shower and wrapped her towel around her body. She dried her skin and put on her lotion, deodorant, underwear, and bra. She walked to her closet and grabbed her outfit off the door.
She got dressed, did her makeup, did her nails, styled her hair, put on her jewelry and accessories, and looked herself over in the mirror. As she stared at herself, her eyes shifted to the picture she had of herself with her mother, Angela, and her older brother, Michael.
It was Michael's birthday, the last one they'd spent together before her mother passed away. She had jumped onto Michael's back and they were laughing as her mother kissed him on his cheek. She remembered that day like it was yesterday. It was one of the last days her life actually made sense; things didn't make sense anymore. She sighed deeply and picked the frame up, kissing the photo, and placing it back down. She grabbed her bag, phone, and keys before walking down the stairs and out the door. She got inside her silver 2018 Ford Mustang with black leather interior. She started the car and pulled out her driveway, making her way to her various destinations.