"Mom, I'm going out with Fiona tonight." Imogen called out as she bounded down the stairs lightly. This took Natalie by surprise. It had been a while since Imogen had said those words. She usually never went out with anybody, she just stayed in her room, and kept to herself. Maybe Fiona staying here a few extra days would be a good thing for the younger girl. Just by looking at her now, she already looked happier and healthier. "Okay?" Imogen asked as she grabbed one of her jackets and wrapped it around her, she stood in front of the front door, shifting her weight from one foot to another.
Natalie smiled, "That's great honey." She said as she walked over and gave Imogen a small kiss on the cheek. "Have fun okay?" She added with a nod.
"Do I have a curfew?" Imogen asked and Natalie shook her head.
"Stay out as long as you want." She encouraged, after all, she wanted Imogen to go out and have some fun. She wanted her daughter to feel better as soon as possible. Daytime was okay, but nights were the worst. Even though their rooms were spaced quite far apart from each other, Natalie could still hear Imogen scream from the different nightmares she had. It was an awful thing to hear.
"Okay." Imogen nodded. "Well, Fiona's waiting for me." She added and opened up the door and headed out. She wasn't sure what they'd be doing tonight. Getting coffee at the dot? Watching a movie at her condo like old time's sake? Maybe they could even have a sleepover like they always used to. It was a Friday night so anything was possible at this point. Imogen then pulled out her phone and shot a quick text to Fiona saying she was on her way to the condo.
After about 20 minutes of walking, Imogen finally arrived to Fiona's condo. Nostalgia hit the young girl hard as she remembered all the good, and bad times that she and Fiona had here. A sigh escaped her lips as she made her way up to Fiona's condo. Why couldn't things just go back to the way they were? She knocked on the door and waited a few moments until it opened, revealing Fiona's smiling face.
"Immy!" She greeted as she pulled the smaller girl in for a hug. Imogen welcomed the hug as she took in Fiona's sweet smelling scent. They used to hug like this all the time when they were best friends, and dating. Imogen then mentally scolded herself, she couldn't be thinking like this right now. She was sad and vulnerable, and Fiona was only trying to help her get better. However, a part of Imogen's mind couldn't help but to wonder what if.
"Hey Fions." She replied lightly as they separated from the hug.
"How have you been?" Fiona asked as she led Imogen inside the condo and shut the door behind her. There wasn't much left in the place. It looked desolate because no one had lived here in over a year. It had been about two weeks since the funeral, and albeit Imogen was trying to get better, every single thing reminded her of her dad, and she assumed things would be like that for a while now. Distractions were a good thing.
"I've been better." Imogen answered. "It's still hard though... But I'm trying." She said and Fiona smiled in encouragement.
"Sorry about the dump." She gestured around the condo. "Looks like I've got some cleaning up to do." She smiled sheepishly.
"It's okay." Imogen said. "So what are we going to do today?" She then asked as she studied Fiona for a bet. God, it had been a while since she realized just how beautiful Fiona was. No wonder she fell for her so easily. She was just a loveable person in general.
"I have a girls day planned for us!" Fiona exclaimed. "We are going to pampered to the max." She smiled as she grabbed Imogen's hand and squeezed it lightly. Imogen couldn't help but to smile. It had been awhile since she actually had a girls night out, and the thought of one sounded really nice and relaxing.
"That sounds amazing." She replied.
"Okay, I'll meet you outside, but I've got to make a phone call real quick. Business call." Fiona said, and this made Imogen concerned.
"I'll get us a cab." Imogen nodded and headed out of the condo. Once the cost was clear, Fiona pulled out her phone and dialed her mom's number. This was a call that she had been meaning to make for a really long time, but now she was sure of it.
"Hello?" Fiona's mom answered.
"Mom?" Fiona questioned.
"What is it honey?" She asked.
"I want to move back into the condo. I don't want to go back to Italy. I want to stay here with Imogen." Fiona explained to her mother with urgency.
"Are you sure?" Her mom asked.
"Imogen needs me mom. I have to stay here." She begged. "I can still do all my fashion stuff here, at the condo. I just really don't want to leave her." Fiona said. Which was true. Fiona was afraid that if she left Imogen, she'd go back into her depression again. She was doing so well already, and Fiona didn't want to waste all that progress. Imogen needed her more than anything, but to be truthful, Fiona needed Imogen just as much.
"Okay." Her mom replied. "I'll make all the necessary arrangements." She said and hung up. Fiona smiled brightly at her new decision, then went to meet Imogen outside who was already in a cab for their girls night. It was going to be a great night for the both of them.