Bath and sleep

It was almost 7pm when Abby arrived home. The sun was barely starting to set but Abby felt like she was on the verge of passing out. “Fuck the boxes. I’ll get them tomorrow.”, she said her voice groggy and tired. She then stopped remembering the statue. “…There’s no reality where mom and dad won’t wanna look through the boxes.” Almost sobbing she crawled into the backseat plucking the statue out of the box.

Like a wounded dog she dragged herself into her house only to find that it was completely empty. “Mom and dad must still be out at dinner.”, she said silently cheering that she was alone. “I need a bath.”, she said not because she was smelly but because baths were the best way for her to unwind after a hard day.

The warm water was ecstasy on her skin as she slowly lowered herself into the tub. She breathed a blissful sign as her aches left her body.

Her body felt like a rock she couldn’t move at all. Her brain was turned off she didn’t think about anything not finding a job, not her family, nothing. While in that tub she could worry about nothing, “Heaven does exist and it’s in a bathtub.” Eventually, the water ran cold and Abby was **** to leave her heaven. “Til next time.”, she said almost sad.

As she was drying herself her eyes were drawn to the statue again. She dropped the towel leaving herself as naked as the statue before her. Adding to the look she placed her arms at the side just like the statue.

Abby could only stay like that for a moment before becoming uncomfortable and wrapping a towel around herself. “I think I’m gonna turn in early tonight.”

Changed into her pajamas and stashing the statue so her parents wouldn’t find it. Abby let the remaining fatigue wash over herself letting her fall into a deep deep sleep.