This choice: Karen agrees not to tell Erika • Go Back...Chapter #9A day in the life of Karen by: Hobbitking   "Erika's used to your weirdness, so she won't freak out but if you want a day with her where she doesn't know it's you, I won't say anything. Though she's likely to figure out your not me and I don't want her to be mad at me when that happens so I'm going to tell her you stole my body," Karen warned as she went to leave the garage. "Now I just need to figure out what to do as you, it's probably better if I went out somewhere, give you and Erika some bonding time," she teased. "Just call me if something important comes up," she walked back over to you and showed you how to unlock her phone. You did the same.
Now you were left alone in the garage, in a body that wasn't yours, as the opposite gender. You didn't exactly like the punk look, especially the piercings but you'd deal with that for now. It was odd walking around in the high heel boots and a chest that decided to move up and down on its own. You headed towards the front door, not wanting to explain why you were inside the garage as Karen. When you got out into the living area, you saw that Karen had already left. You couldn't swap back even if you wanted to.
"Karen?" your mother asked. "You're here early." You recalled the time on the clock, it wasn't even 8am yet, Erika usually got up at 9 on the weekends.
"Yeah, Luke let me in," you answered honestly. "Did you mind if I grabbed something to eat, I haven't had breakfast yet." You felt Karen's body hungry for food and given how skinny she was, you doubt she ate much at all.
"Make yourself at home," your mother sounded surprised. Karen never asked for food when she was here. "So where is Luke anyway?"
"I think he went out," you replied as you made yourself some toast, you would've had cereal but Erika used all that up. Also you didn't know Karen's tastes so plain toast was the safest bet.
"That boy is always over the place, if he's not in the garage, he's out getting supplies..." your mother trailed off. "So how's things at home?" she looked at you with concern, clearly she knew something about Karen that you didn't.
"Same as usual," you didn't know how to respond.
"Well you know I'm always here if you need to talk," she said in the same tone she used when you were sick.
"Thank you..." this was making you feel a little uncomfortable and you wondered if you made the wrong choice in taking Karen's body. Though it was just for a day and you were going to spend it at home, so you doubted you'd need to deal with whatever your mother was eluding to.
You sat their quietly, nibbling on your toast. It was weird eating with a tongue piercing but it didn't matter all that much anyway, turns out Karen had a small appetite at least for breads. You apologized to your mother for wasting food and then went into the other room to be alone for a second. You looked through the contents of Karen's handbag. As well as its phone, there were a few dark lipsticks and eyeliner, a packet of cigarettes and a lighter, her purse, and some tampons. You hoped that those were a just in case item and you didn't actually need them.
You started to feel an odd craving so you stepped outside and had a cigarette, it was the first one you've had in your life so you weren't exactly sure what to do but you just did what you saw people on TV do. It wasn't a habit you wanted to have your body take up but in Karen's body it was rather soothing. You put the bud out and then reentered the house, where you saw Erika waiting for you.
"Good morning, Karen!" She said in such a friendly tone, you weren't quite used to it.
"Good morning, Erika," your replied with a smile, she was already treating you differently. "We've got the whole Saturday to ourselves, what did you want to do?" You were worried you were already messing things up but Erika didn't say anything. She wants to...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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