Prompt #105 (Word) Hurried
Polly leaned against the door frame to her sister's bedroom as Betty rushed around. "Relax Betty."
"How can I relax Pol. I'm so late." Betty rushed to her closet and pulled out her warm jacket.
"Actually you aren't late sis." Polly giggled.
Betty hurried towards her vantiy to make sure her hair and make up was perfect. "Actually I am late. I told Ronnie that I would meet her like five minutes ago."
"I mean sis you aren't late because Veronica is downstairs." Polly pressed herself against the door as her little sister squeezed by.
Betty stopped in her tracks. "Wait? What?"
Polly nodded. "She told me to make sure that you weren't stressed out." She sighed as she looped her arm around Betty's waist. "But to late for that." She gently squeezed. "Ronnie told me to tell you not to stress about this. She'll wait a lifetime for you."
Betty sighed. "I hate making her wait for me." She locked eyes with her sister. "Pol I had made her wait for me for so long … now that I'm ready … I don't want to make her wait."
"You aren't B." Veronica's soft voice spoke from the staircase.
Both Cooper sisters eyes turn to find Veronica resting against the staircase; where Veronica's eyes were firmly locked solely on Betty.
Polly gently squeezed her baby's sister's waist; and pulled away. She watched as Betty made her way to her girlfriend and wrap herself in Veronica's arms. Smiling warmly at the sight of Veronica wrapping Betty against her chest.