Franky working her way into the Legal world has to be the most adorable and tragic thing ever! I think Gidge agrees. Enjoy!
I stood in the doorway of the Legal Office where I had been interviewed and re-adjusted my dress shirt a million times as though if I fixed it up and made it smooth Bridget wouldn't notice that I had changed into the second one... I pulled my hair out of its tight enclosure and chewed my lip hard as I waited. It seemed like an hour that I paced those glass doors . I watched so many people walk past me looking like they belonged there. Heavily made up women with tailored suits and a poise about them so firm it lifted their asses as they strutted by me. I felt my posture fall. There's no way they're going to want me. He doesn't want you... I shook the thought away and smiled as I saw Bridget walking toward me.
She looked unusually disheveled herself. Her hair was down and her eyes glimmered with what seemed like a mix of love and hurt as she took me in. She looked to my feet and traced my body with her haunting blue eyes. I shivered a bit feeling emotionally undressed to her yet again. I scrunched my face feeling small and she stepped into my bubble pulling me in tightly. It stung, with new burns fresh on my ribs but I refused to squirm. She had already figured out what I had been doing and I promised I'd stop... If only she knew how hard that was.
"Mmm you smell fantastic Gidge." She wiggled a little at the compliment.
"Well, did you let your nerves get to you?" She said leaning in for a kiss. I placed my hand on her lips and gently pushed her back fearing my breath might knock her over.
"Breath mint."
"Huh?"
"I need a breath mint." She looked confused but reached into her pocket and handed me a stick of gum. I promptly chucked it into my mouth and then pulled her in for a passionate kiss. She held her lips tightly letting me know she was nervous about something but she held our embrace lovingly just the same.
"Nah Gidge, I did okay." She gave me an understanding look that quickly turned to what seemed like either concern or disgust and reached for my bag.
"Did you throw your other dress shirt in your bag?" I felt anger prickle under my skin... I was pretty certain I loved this woman but I hated when she tried to "mom" me. I was already painfully aware of how much older she was and how natural it was for her to constantly try and fix me.
I tensed up snatching my bag back from her and curling my fingers in and out on my left hand resisting the urge to punch something. I breathed out hard.
"Fuck off Gidge, I'll wash it when I get home yeh? Fuck this day." Tears welled up in my eyes as i slugged myself to the car. She turned me around hard to face her and looked me in the eyes.
"I'm not doing this here, we're in a fucking parking lot!" I screamed before continuing to the car. We sat in silence. She made no effort to start the car or to speak. She just touched my shoulder softly and pushed my hair off my face. I softened instantly and started to sob, which made me even more angry.
"Franky, it's okay I..." I cut her off with my shouting.
"It's not fucking okay! I'm so fucking rooted Gidge! I stuffed up! Again.. its all I ever fucking do... I might as well go back to Wentworth..."
"Franky, seriously just listen to me."
"Nup, there's nothing you can say that will make this better. I'm never going to get my shit together and my parole officer is just going to see shit and more shit and lock me back up."
"Well, you're a legal assistant I'm sure you'll find a way to fight it." She smirked looking incredibly smitten with herself all of a sudden.
"Wha?" I groaned.
"You got the job Franky. They called me minutes before I came to get you."
"Nuh uh, then why'd you look so scared?"
"Cuz I am babe, I know you'll rock this but I'm allowed to worry too." I looked at the ceiling and smiled to myself. Holy fuck Franks you did it!
"But how?"
"They liked yer 'ridged honest approach' and how 'raw and real' you were. I've always loved that about you too so I can't say I'm surprised... she spoke quickly throwing in a completely different topic at a moment's notice. "Speaking of honesty how have you been doing with, er you know..." She touched my ribs softly and looked at me doe eyed.
"I think I might need to throw my other dress shirt out."
"Huh?" I caught her completely off guard for the first time ever with my subject change.
"You made me a beat smoothie this morning... the shirt was white." I looked at my shoes and then flashed her a wink. She laughed far harder than I expected her to before nodding her agreement.
"I love you Franky and all that comes with you, you know that right?" I shoved her for being a pile of mush but silently relished in the comfort.
"Yeah yeah bub I love you too." I teased, and we drove off as the sun had begun to set...