You're My Gravity.

Sandra-

Chemo got worse and eventually I was almost done with it. Months have passed and I was going to be a colon cancer survivor. I smile at the thought of having my hair grow back and baking my normal sex life back.
The struggles.
Corey came hy regularly, trying to rebuild that friendship we had years ago and that had died. I never accepted this. This was no open invitation.
Mike had changed..
Again.
We were back to the beginning. Last night arrivals. Heavy drinking, constant fighting.
If this cancer wasn't draining my little energy I had left, Mike was certainly doing that. Willow and Ben pleaded me to give Mike a chance to be alone but my twins were big daddy's babies. Mike continued to fake his happiness around them and I would be a hypocrite if I say I didn't. Danielle, somehow, got Jessica and Jaime to take care of the kids and give me along with Mike a date night.
So here I am.
Getting ready.

"You look lovely. " Mike said as he fixed his shirr. I smile. Maybe this was what we needed. A night just for the two of us. Away from the kids. "Need help?" I give him a necklace and he carefully out's it on. I sit down once more and start doing my makeup. I draw on my eyebrows, do my eyeliner, put on the annoying fake eyelashes and some lipstick.
"Can you pass me my hair?" Mike slightly brushes the wig and I place it on my head, making sure it was well put and combed. "Look good? " I turn to my husband to get his opinion. He nods and kisses my forehead.
"Beautiful." I slide on my shoes, grab my purse and we were out.
"I though that were going to go at our house." I comment as we were in the car.
"Privacy." Mike says, adding a wink. I giggle and play with my wedding ring. Mike's right hand was in my thigh and I shiver as he began to brush his finger up and down my leg. I smack his hand and he let's out a childish chuckle. I take a picture of his hand and mine, and post it on instagram.

'Date night with the hubby.'

Immediately the comments rolled in. I mute the notifications. Tonight was for me and Mike only. We arrived at some elegant resturant and I suddenly felt like I had picked the wrong clothed. My white slacks and plum purple shirt was kind of not the proper attire for this place. Mike squeezed my hand and we got out of the car. I play with the blue tips of my hair as we walked inside the cool resturant.
"Under Fuentes." Mike said and we follow the man to our table. I slide I. The booth and look down at the table.
"Any drinks?" the waiter asked. Mike orders two lemonades and the waiter leaves. I look around and see the many pair of eyes that stared at us. My blue hair and a guy filled with tattoos did not fit in a high class place like this.
"If they make any remark.." He whispered by my ear. I grab his hand and he places a soft kiss at the back of my hand. The waiter comes back with our drinks and Mike was already ordering what to eat. The waiter talked about some restaurant special and spoke about foods I never even heard of. In the end, we ordered two Cesar chicken salad with some light soup. when our food came, we talked and stared at each other. We laughed and I felt like it was just like the beginning in that small room, just the two of us in our wedding clothes, drinking wine and talking about the future. Now we were talking about us, and how to fix our present. I smiled and laughed at the right places... But something inside me told me that I needed to do something.
I didn't know what, but my gut has never told me a lie.

I just hope it's nothing too bad.

Notes

Hey guys!
Sorry for the lengthy wait. I've been working on my character for another collab story I have out. It's called Left For Dead. If you can check it out and leave some feedback that would be awesome.

it's past midnight and I gotta wake up super early tomorrow.

Thanks for holding on.
-K♡