The game was harmless as the two friends asked questions in the first few rounds and the tasks were simple and amusing. What is your worst shame? What is something you have done that you regret or consider as ridiculous? and tests such as the egg challenge where couples have to either verbally spar or make silly faces at each other, and simple dares for example, dance like a chicken or sing a random song. However, the truths were moving toward becoming more serious as the game extended, which means that the dares also became more invasive.
Phoebe drew a heart, and Sarah looked at the paper, and smirked. ‘The truth!’ Swallowing lightly, So Phoebe, if you could alter something in your past what would that be?’This was well personal to Phoebe so she paused, the question hitting her deep inside probably more than what she had anticipated. She looked at the fire then back at Sarah and calmly pondered over her reply. That was a loaded question and for a long time she reSarah stared at her as if she understood what exactly she was feeling. “Sometimes people just want someone to guide them to let go a little and be friendly; I’m glad you persuaded me to go on this trip”Phoebe stood up and followed sarah back to the bed and sat down next to her. “I think so too. I have bottled up so many things for so long that actually it made me heavy.”Phoebe looked up at her and then saw that Sarah had got up and was standing beside her tentatively reaching out to place her hand on Phoebe’s arm, she then squeezed Phoebe’s hand. “Why do you always load it all on to yourself, you have friends, relatives who will support you and help.”Phoebe examined the woman’s slender hand resting in her own, and a lump rose in Phoebe’s throat. “I know,” she whispered. “And now I’m realizing that It is alright for people to be there for you, to be needed, to help.”Sarah looked at her pleasantly and her eyes said it all, yes she understood wha
Sarah took Phoebe's hands and gave it a gentle grip. “And I always will be”, you never have to face anything alone Phoebe, we are in this together.Phoebe squeezed her hand back, for the emotion that touched her threatened to well up in the form of tears at the back of her throat. “Thank you, Sarah I would probably never be able to express just how much you mean to me.”Sarah replied with a warm look on her face. “You don’t need to. I understand”They sighed and sat there for a few moments in a silence which was significant of the deep conversation they have just had. Then, Sarah continued, ‘Hey.“Tell me, what would you like to do tomorrow?” She cheerfully changed the topic so as to not invite sad memories.Phoebe smiled as she was happy Sarah had changed the atmosphere of her thoughts.“I was thinking we could go driving out to the lake that we saw depicted in that painting you bought me, it looked so serene and I’m sure we could find gr
They continued to take their time, she left her striking her legs on the water until they agreed to go for a swim. The water was nice and they were so immersed in water, they carried out childish frolics like they didn’t have a single worry in the world. For the span of several hours, it felt like all their problems disappeared and all that was left was happiness and the company of the other people present.They had to wait for the sun to set, turn the red gold, and when they gathered up their belongings, returned to the car. However, instead of proceeding back to the house, Sarah proposed that they go to another town which she was told by a friend.“It’s meant to be this adorable provincial town with this fabulous restaurant,” Sarah said as she got into the driver’s seat. “I think that we should grab a meal on the way before proceeding back.”Phoebe nodded in agreement having had an interest in seeing more of the area. The drive to the town was minutes an
The facade of daylight slipped through the curtains just the way a shy child entered Phoebe's room. She was lying in bed, watching how the sunlight drew the patterns on the walls. Repeated in her mind were the events of the past few days: the entire incidents of Mary’s dream, every sobering and uplifting moment she spent with Sarah. The lake, the picnic, the terribly mundane, happy nothingness of just being in each other’s company was all so removed from the chaos she had fled.A sigh escaped Phoebe lips as she turned upside down and saw Sarah was still asleep on the other side of the room. Immediately, She had not quite comprehended how much it was going to benefit her to have a break, companionship, and a friend who was more like a sister. Their rapport had strengthened over the couple of days, and the feeling of knowing each other for long years crept in.Not being able to put up with his coldness any longer, Phoebe got up carefully, not to wake Sarah up, and we
After that, they traveled for several hours of shooting: from hilly country to deep woodlands to the vast steppe. Of course, they listened to the radio and danced, told funny jokes, and simply enjoyed the fact that the world around them is so beautiful. It was such a relief to have no plan, to just travel for the trip to be the purpose.They pulled into a diner; the bright light came from the walls that were covered with checkered linoleum and the neon signs blinked even in the midday. They called a diner and ordered milkshakes and burgers; they savored the relatively benign experience of a meal and camaraderie.There Phoebe and Sarah stayed in the booth drinking their milkshakes and as the night progresses Phoebe found herself telling Sarah a lot more information. The dreams that she was forced to leave behind whenever life became unbearable to bear were the topic of the day. She mentioned how she has plans to go travel, to go out there and explore the world. This
Seth sat in his office looking at the distal minaret of the city through the window. Of course, the loneliness that has started since when Phoebe walked out of his life, it took months for him to experience the emptiness she left. However, in the intervals between business bustle and economic operations that his company presupposes, Seth comprehended that he has changed. He had always considered himself as a man of great mannerism and that he could never lose his cool even when things were going wrong. But it was the leaving of Phoebe that really left him destabilized. The heartbreak,the regret, the aching longing for phoebe all of it had struck him as harder than anything he could raise upon himself. He had many occasions where he lay awake at night worrying about the mistakes he made, the ways he discharged her, and the love he had wasted. Seth struggled to change his view but as the week become months he was able to view things from a different perspective. He began to realize
They made time,they were discovering each other’s bodies like they were blind, touching each other gently. It took Seth by storm to realize that he could easily bare himself to this lady and that is Emma. He too had issues of intimacy, issues of attachment where he did not want anyone to get near him. Yet with someone like Emma it was not wrong. I felt like coming to my own home. Although Seth had gained much ground, he still had occasional periods of uncertainty. Now and then he would discover that he thought about Phoebe and wonder how things may have been if he hadn’t left her.He understood that he had once loved her with all his heart, all his soul and that he would always feel for her at least compassionate feelings. But he also remembered that they had had a toxic love, based on deep insecurities and distrust. Seth had to face these feelings if he was to be determined in developing a new life with Emma. the patient had talked to his therapist for several hours, about his con
Phoebe relaxed on her couch, the day did not seem to be so bright as it was in the morning and the curtains were rather thin. The house, or what was left of it, was very silent and seemed to be abandoned compared to the lively life that the young girl had enjoyed together with Seth. For a moment she looked round as if she still could not fully reconcile herself to the situation. The walls had no pictures, the furniture was quite scanty, but it was her own. Her phone rang on the coffee table making her sit up with a start. The screen illuminated in Christian’s name. For some time, Phoebe looked at it, then after a second’s thinking, she picked the call.There was a flutter in her chest as she replied. ‘Hello Christian,’ she attempted to be friendly with him although her heart was really racing. “Phoebe, hi,” Christian’s voice was a cheerful welcome into the room. “I just wanted to really hear from you, it’s been a while, or am I catching you at a bad time.” ‘No, not at all,’ she