I'm A Warrior

Bianca: wasn't sure what she was saying, she wasn't even sure why she was having this conversation with Imogen, but something in her told her it was okay. That she should say these things, that something good could come of this. Her eyes drifted to look at Imogen, but the other girl was looking to the TV, so Bianca just looked down at her lap, "I don't know.." She mumbled, contemplating her own words. After a few beats of silence, she nodded her head, "I guess I just mean, you make me curious to explore things I always dismissed or pushed away. To explore things that you're so open with while I'm.. not." She nodded, thinking that was the best way she could explain the jumbled mess of thoughts in her mind. Quickly, she added, "And you're a curious person, Imogen. I can't really explain it, but I like it." Her eyebrows knit together in confusion as she tried to find the right words, but she wasn't sure there were any, at least not any that made sense to her in that moment.

Bianca: stared down at her knees, softly shaking as she tried to hide herself, though there was nothing to hide herself from. She sighed softly, hearing the defeat in his voice. She didn't reply to him, she didn't know how. Maybe she should just let him be there for her, it was hard being alone. When he spoke up again, she looked around the room, shrugging her shoulder, "I don't know. I feel completely paranoid all the time." Her voice was full of shame, hating herself for being so afraid now. Looking to her bedroom door, she held the phone tightly in her hand, "Maybe.. you can take care of me.. If you want." She offered quietly.

Bianca: was shaking from the inside out, looking around her room and feeling like the walls were caving in on her. She whimpered quietly, moving her free hand to grip her hair as she choked out a sob. She felt like she was losing her mind, she didn't know what was real and what wasn't. Looking to the closed door of her bedroom, she shrugged, "She's here. Somewhere." She paced around her room before she found a spot between her nightstand and her dresser. The brunette sat herself herself between the two, pressing her back to the wall and pulling her legs to her chest. She shook her head at his words, "No, it's okay. I don't want to be a pain to you because of this. You've been by my side like 24/7. You don't have to always take care of me." She told him, even though she didn't totally mean the words she said.

Bianca: looked down to meet Imogen's eyes. She knew her questions were a bit invasive and probably much more odd for Imogen, but she had to ask, mostly because she really wanted to know. Biting her bottom lip, she listened to Imogen and slowly started to smile before she giggled, "I'm still a bit confused, but I mean... You tried in your Imogen way." She laughed, but not at her, more so at how adorable her attempt to explain things were. Her eyes looked back up at the movie, but she spoke up again, "I've just always been curious.. I mean, about how you know. Liking guys has always made sense to me, obviously. But then I met you and you like.. everyone and it kind of changed my thinking." Her eyebrows knit together, glancing back down at Imogen to see if she was understanding the brunette, but she wasn't sure she understood herself, "What I'm trying to say is, I think I was close minded before I met you and saw the way you just love everybody unconditionally, regardless of who or what they are. I find it interesting, I guess." She shrugged, letting out a huff, "You make me curious." The girl admitted, not sure how she meant that when she said it, but just leaving it in the air between them.

Bianca: smiled when she saw him, she tended to always be smiling when she was out of the hospital or the apartment. She liked being a normal teenager, doing normal things like driving around and getting lost. She wanted to live her life like she deserved, even if it was going to be cut short. Her eyes rolled when she heard him, "Are you full of cliche's or something?" She giggled before she gestured for him to come in, "Get in the damn car. We're not going to plan whether we're going to talk or listen to music or whatever. It's a go with the flow kind of trip. Now get in before I drive away without you." She laughed again, only teasing him. Siting back in the seat, she took in a deep breath, filling her lungs with fresh and free air. Even though she was enclosed in a car, she felt free. She could go anywhere she wanted and no one could tell her otherwise. The brunette was sure from all the times her and JT had spoken that he was pretty laid back, or at least he wouldn't be causing her any stress during this trip, "Here's the very loose plan. I'm gonna drive. You see somewhere you wanna stop, you tell me and we stop. That's basically how this'll work." She gave a shrug, liking the very broad plan she had worked out in her head.

Bianca: let Imogen process things, knowing she brought up some thoughts that she hadn't meant to when she asked how the girl was doing. She understood in a way. She missed Drew with all her heart, but the two had to go their separate ways and the brunette was on her way back to happiness. When her friend accepted the offer, she smiled, "Good. I'll be right there next to you tonight if you need someone, then." She was happy to give Imogen a friend in her time of need. After a moment, she chewed her bottom lip, trying to figure out if she should ask what she wanted. Taking in a large breath, she finally asked, "What's it like to kiss a girl?.. I mean, how did you even know you wanted to?" Bianca questioned curiously. It had always been an interest at the back of her mind. Everyone knew Bianca loved guys, she couldn't get enough of them, but she often wondered what girl's saw in other girl's, how they knew that's what they wanted. She hoped it wasn't too invasive to ask, but she was curious and wanted to move the conversation along.

Bianca: never wanted to leave the hospital. She knew she was safe there, but she was well enough to go home now, or so the doctor said. Once she got home, she became instantly paranoid. The girl checked every inch of her room before locking the doors and window. She curled up on bed and jumped at the sound of absolutely everything. It was overwhelming and soon she started to cry. Reaching for her phone, she scrambled to call Drew. When she heard his voice, she smiled, but was still hiccuping from the tears, "I'm sorry. I'm fine. I really am." Her voice was choked and she started to breathe heavily, "I don't feel safe. Not at all Drew." She admitted shakily.

Bianca: was tired of constantly being at the hospital, constantly sitting there and waiting, constantly seeing JT there and nowhere else. So she was going to change things today. She didn't have much energy, so she left her house early to go and grab an iced coffee. She needed to stay awake so she could be peppy and also alert. All she wanted was to seem totally normal to JT, even though she surely wasn't. After getting herself an iced coffee, she drove towards JT's address. Suddenly, the brunette remembered that she was suppose to get snacks for them. Quickly, she took a turn and stopped at the supermarket. She stocked up on snacks, every snack that they could ever want on this short road trip. Loading her car, she stopped and thought for a minute, checking off a list before she finally relaxed, seeing she had everything they'd need in her car at the moment. Getting back in, she finally drove towards his house, parking out front. She beeped her horn and texted that she was outside, waiting for him. When he emerged, she smiled and gave a wave, "Hey, you look different outside of the hospital." She giggled as he came closer to her car, just teasing him playfully, "The fresh air is nice eh? These windows will be down the entire time." She commented, always appreciating fresh air.