As I sat there in what seemed to be the center of an empty room, sweat beading down the side of my face. My arms fastened to the wooden chair I sat on.
In complete silence, I waited. A million thoughts running through my head. Rethinking every move I made that put me in this situation. Thinking back on the day I thought I would try a new approach with internet dating. All the swiping right I did and all of my matches. The one I chose to move forward with, to meet in person. And how that lead me here.
Strapped to the chair waiting, for what I had no idea. It was his eyes I thought to my self. They looked as if they were deep oceans with a thousand secrets. I was right. They were the darkest secrets I couldn't wrap my head around in this moment. The whole time I'm sitting here anticipating some sort of other movement in the room or at the least a noise to know I was no longer alone, I took the time to worry less about me.
I was worried about my mother most of all. How could I get out of this. And how could I tell her I was alright before complete panic strikes her. I knew it wouldn't take longer than a day. Since everyday, some times two to three times a day I would call her to keep her up to date on what I had going on. Tonight I made the quick rash decision to not call her and tell her I was going out with a stranger. Rethinking how that was my biggest mistake.