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Gideon was driving down the freeway, listening to her favourite music after having lunch with Harrow at her house.
“I'm your ch-ch-ch-cherry bomb!” she sung, “Hello world I'm your wild- SHIT!” Gideon pulled over onto the side of the road, thank goodness no one else was on the road.
“Fuuuck i left my fucking phone at Harrow’s.” Gideon sulked in her seat and started driving until she found a place where she would be able to turn around back to Harrow’s house.
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Gideon pulled up to Harrow’s house, parking in her usual spot; right next to Harrow’s truck.
“I swear to God if my fuckin phone isn’t here then im gonna kill someone.”
Gideon banged her fist on the door as she usually did but she wasnt greeted with Harrow yelling from inside for her to come in.
“The fuck? She sleeping?”
Gideon patted her pocket and then remembered the reason why she was even there; she didnt have her phone. So she couldnt even text Harrow to ask if she was home.
Then Gideon remembered,
“Holy fuck im dumb.”
Gideon picked up a gnome that sat on Harrow’s porch. She snatched the key from under it and unlocked the door, she left it slightly ajar and yelled from outside,
“Harrow? You there?”
No response.
“If you dont mind, im coming in.”
Gideon creaked the door open and closed it behind her. And straight ahead next to a small stack of old yellow-paged books was Gideon’s phone sitting utop a wide chestnut coloured coffee table.
“Fuck yeah.”
Gideon scurried over to the table and retrieved her property, but as soon as she was about to leave, she heard noises.
“Hm?” Gideon recognised the noises; crying, not just crying, sobbing, balling your eyes out sobbing, gasping between breaths type of sobbing.
“Holy shit.”
Gideon walked into the direction of the noise and was lead to the door of Harrow’s bedroom. The noises were not longer muffled, she could here her lover loud and clear from outside.
Gideon’s mind feuded about what to do, “fuck fuck fuck what do i do?! I cant just fuckin walk in there-“ then she finally decided to try texting Harrow.
08:34 pm
“yo so like i pulled up to ur place bc i forgot my phone there and like im here now and i hear u crying. U ok?”
Gideon waited a moment, the sobbing didnt stop.
“Fuck this is have to help the girl.”
Gideon knocked on the door, “Harrow? Are you okay? Its Gideon.”
She heard Harrow attempt to choke something out of her vocal cords, but she was completely incoherent.
“Harrow, im coming in.” Gideon pushed the door open and was hit in her core with what she saw.
“OH MY GOD HARROW”
She saw her lover, curled up into the fetal position, sobbing, and hyperventilating.
“Holy shit what happened?!” Gideon ran over to Harrow and fell to her knees to try and comfort her.
“Guh-guh-gri-…” Harrow could barely choke out any words and her face and eye were rosey red from crying.
“Shh… calm down, sweet, here, hold my hand.”
Gideon cupped Harrow’s shaking hand, and held it to her heart.
“Harrowhark, look at me please. Please breathe, please.”
Harrow started taking loud deep breathes with the help of Gideon, then she finally choked some words out.
“Gid-e-on,” Gideon cupped her lovers shaking face in her rough hands, “Harrowhark, breathe.”
“I-I’m try-ing.”
“Here, let me hold you.”
Harrowhark extended her shaking arms to Gideon and was scooped onto her girlfriends lap and cradled in her arms.
“Shhh… Harrow it’ll be okay, i’m here, sweet.”
“Gid-e-on, I-I dont know w-what happened.. so fast- par-ents-“
“Harrowhark, breathe sweets, im here now.”
Gideon held Harrow’s soft hands in her own rough hands. She kissed them and held them to Harrow’s chest.
“Breathe with me, okay?”
Gideon didnt ever expect to do kindergarten breathing exercises with someone in her life, but this was different. She was scared shitless, what the fuck happened?
“Are you feeling better?”
Harrow was finally taking deep big breaths and her shaking was calming down.
“I dont know what happened, I was looking through an old photo album that i found and then i saw a pi-picture of my parents.”
Now Gideon understood why her lover was like this.
“Oh Harrow…” Gideon pulled her girlfriend close while she screamed into her chest.
“It just reminded me of ever-ything, Gideon, i dont wanna think about it!”
Harrow screamed into the curve of Gideon’s neck while she rubbed her hot back.
“I just wanna die Gideon. What the fuck did I do to deserve that shit.”
Harrow punched Gideon’s back in anger and continued ugly crying into Gideon.
“Harrow, look at me.”
Gideon raked her fingers through Harrow’s greasy black hair.
“What? What is it Griddle.”
Harrow’s bloodshot eyes widened as Gideon pulled her closer and gently kissed her.
Harrow’s lips were chapped, and her cheeks soaked Gideon’s face with her salty tears.
“Harrow,” Gideon held her lovers face in her hands after their soft embrace finished, “I love you.”
As you probably picked up, Gideon sucks ass at comforting people. But she knew that Harrow didnt take the words “i love you” lightly.
“Gr-griddle…”
Harrow felt like her heart was going to stop if she finished her sentence.
“I love you too.”
The two shared a moment of eyecontact; getting lost in each others eyes just like they had when they first fell head over heels for one another.
“C’mere you little shit.” Gideon scooped up Harrow in her arms like she was as light as a feather and carried her onto her bed.
“Stay here. Im getting you some water.”
Gideon made her way to Harrow’s kitchen. It was as it had always been, it didnt look like anything had happened there in the time frame when Gideon was gone.
“Why is everything so short…”
Gideon had never truly taken a good look at Harrow’s kitchen until now. There were stepstools everywhere and everything seemed slightly smaller than what Gideon was familiar with.
“Damn I never took in how short she actually is..”
Gideon opened a cabnet and grabbed out a big glass that glistened in the light escaping through the curtains in Harrow’s living room.
She filled up the glass with water and added a couple of ice cubes and brought it back to Harrow who was sprawling over her bed; staring at the ceiling.
“Fuck what took you so long?”
“Just shellshoked from how short everything in your kitchen is.”
“Fuck off its not my fault youre a damn giant.”
“By saying that youre basically calling yourself short.”
Harrow was quiet for a moment.
“Gimme the water, cunt.”