It Was Only a Text

Do or Die

A/N: lets see how Bree handles the first step...

~It's never too late to live your life,

The time is now, it's do or die

It's never too late to live your life,

The time is now, it's yours and mine~

~Papa Roach~

It was my night off, I wasn't sure what I wanted to do. I knew I wanted to get out of the house, and ultimately decided to go see a movie. I got dressed and grabbed some of my emergency money to take with me. I hadn't seen a movie in a long time. I seriously doubted this was what Jack had been talking about, but its what I wanted to do.

I caught a cab and headed up to the theater, after tipping the cabbie and I moved to the building. With all the options, I decided to pick a scary movie about the creepy clown. With my ticket in hand, I made my way to get popcorn and soda.

Two hours later, I was scared half to death, my bladder was ready to burst. I hurried into the restroom. Once that was out of the way, I threw out my trash and decided to walk over to the strip mall. I moved shop to shop, looking but not seeing anything I couldn't live without.

I found a make-up store, deciding to walk in and looked around. I picked through the lipsticks and found one I really liked. I looked at the price and cringed. There was no way I could afford thirty eight dollar lipstick. But I wanted it. Jack's words echoed in my head. He would probably laugh that I chose to steal make up. I palmed the tube of lipstick.

I continued to looked around and found a few more things I liked. I felt scared and alive. My heart was beating so fast, I thought I might pass out, I was ready to go. I hurried out of the door, hoping no one had seen me. I had made it maybe 10 feet from the door when it was pushed open.

"Wait ma'am you have to pay for those."

I ran. I ran like I had never run before. After four blocks, I slowed down, holding my side as the pain stabbed through me. I looked to see if anyone was following me. The pain in my side seemed to grow, I definitely needed to stop running before I threw up all that popcorn and soda.

I couldn't believe I had just stolen about 200 dollars' worth of make-up. I headed to my apartment. Walking slowly, letting the pain in my side finally stop. I made it back and put my stolen goods out on the table. I had new eyeliner, concealer, a peach colored eyeshadow and the damned red lipstick.

I looked at the color. I was so stupid, it was a bright red, but I had wanted it. I had taken the first step and took what I wanted. It was petty but it was a start. I actually liked the first step. I felt my belly flutter, I wanted to text him now but he told me to wait 24 hours.

But maybe that was a test too. If I wanted to text him before the 24 hours, I could. I was going to say yes to myself. I grabbed the phone before I could change my mind.

'I know you said 24 hours but I wanted to text you now. So, I did it. It's small and stupid, but I wanted this makeup and it was expensive. So I took it. I took it and ran four blocks to get away. I watched a scary move and ate buttery popcorn and had a lot of soda.'

I didn't expect a text back, figuring he would be too busy, but get a laugh at my super risqué first step. I moved to my room and stretched across the bed. I dozed off dreaming about the scary clown from the movie. I woke in a cold seat. I got up feeling thirsty and went into the kitchen to get some water.

I finished two full glasses and the splashed a bit on my face. After I dried my face I felt much better. I moved back to my room, grabbing my phone to check the time. I had a missed message from Jack.