I AM GAME

       Faith got home that night quite exhausted, she had let Charlie drive her home and she had resolved in his car to eat an already made food and go to sleep that night. She opened the door to the living room and went inside, the living room was empty and the lights were still on. She walked straight to the kitchen and dropped her groceries. Everywhere was quiet and she wondered where Charlotte and Ethan were. 

      When she pulled her clothes she wore a night robe and started towards the kitchen to go eat something. She heard a door shut outside and she stopped, straining her ears to hear if she would hear footsteps. But she heard nothing. So she started out again. 

       She opened the kitchen door to see Charlotte seated there eating salad. She walked in and smiled. 

       "Hey, you," she greeted. 

      Charlotte looked up and smiled that smile that always covers her whole face. "Faith! Finally, you are back. Can you imagine I have been eating salad since morning." 

        "Why?" Faith asked frowning. 

        "That the only thing I feel like eating." 

 Faith went over to her fridge and took out the lasagna she wanted to eat that night. She drew out a stool and sat near Charlotte. She kept her dish on the table. 

      "So, when did you recover?" Faith asked, taking a fork full of lasagna. 

      "A little time after you left for work." 

   They ate in silence for a while, Faith didn't know what else to say. She was not always the talker, she does the listening. She didn't want to tell Charlotte about Ethan's visit to her office. It still makes her heart skip each time she remembers that visit. 

         "How was work?" Charlotte broke the silence. 

        "Mmh, work was great. I met someone today, I have met him before, but I met him by the mall today and he revealed a shocking part of himself to me today." 

          "What's the shocking part?" 

           "He is not straight... I don't have a problem with that but you could never know. I wouldn't have guessed it right." She looked at Charlotte. "How do you feel about them?" 

          "Who?" 

           "Homosexuality." 

      Charlotte shrugged. "Indifferent. I don't feel any different around them. Everyone has the right to fall in love with whom they deem fit." 

       If her dad was alive, Charlotte would probably be marked out. The would have stopped being friends. Charlotte was right, no one needed to be crucified for the person they chose to love. Not her elder brother Joshua, not Charlie and not any body else. Her father had just been a religious bully and she had been his victim. 

          "Are you alright?" Charlotte asked. 

    She cheered up. "Guess what." 

        "No, I'm so bad at that." 

         "Just guess." 

         "You are expecting a baby." 

          "Shit! You are bad indeed. Nora wants to strike a belt with you." 

            "How?" 

     Faith started cracking up. "So I told her about our little kitchen party last night." Charlotte was now grinning. "She got jealous, because I said you are a whole lot of vibes." 

          "We always get jealous." Charlotte picked the salad and shoved into her mouth. 

         "She placed a dare. She said I should give her you and her one week in my life and decide who is the vibe." 

         "I'm game!" Charlotte blurted. 

          "Really?" 

          "I do the dare, I enjoy myself too."