If anyone understood venting, it was Gina. She often would just vent and yell and say things to someone who would listen to what it was that was bothering her. Though when they broke up she didn’t exactly vent, she cried. It had become something Gina had been a master at over the past several months. Her emotions used to be hidden behind the façade of drugs or alcohol but since that wasn’t in her life anymore she had become emotional. She was trying to quit smoking and almost had for quite some time when they were together but with the break up the habit had picked back up again. With Vaughn and her taking those steps toward one another and living with each other; not to mention potentially having a child together, she was determined to quit again. There was no way she could smoke while pregnant so why not just get rid of the cancer sticks now. As Vaughn spoke about the Chinese food guy again she laughed and shook her head. “Oh dear, I wonder what this guy would say if he was a fly on our wall.” The way he made her laugh was something she cherished in him. If she couldn’t laugh and she couldn’t talk to someone and joke around, she was uncomfortable more often than not. Gina wasn’t always serious and she didn’t expect anyone to be. Vaughn was just the right combination of the two in her opinion.
“If we think of everything that was or wasn’t said we might end up thinking too much and burning the bridge we just rebuilt. I don’t want that.” Her eyes were serious as she looked at him but still she smiled. “So, we’ll just concentrate on the present, not the past, not the future. The future will be our present when that happens and we need to just live in right now.” Gina had done so much self reflecting when they were broken up and she worried about too many things that were already passed and too many things that hadn’t yet happened and she knew where she had went wrong with that. No more worrying, just living. As Vaughn then mentioned unpacking Gina made a face. She wasn’t in the mood to unpack just yet and she would get to that the next day. She smiled though when he sat back up and she nodded. “A movie sounds perfect, but only after you tell me when we’re going to New York. I’m supposed to go with Shon one day this week to a tattoo parlor…” she hadn’t told him that but she would explain. “So whenever we go is fine with me, that’s really the only plan I have.” She cleared her through a little bit and she smiled a bit. “I’m going to get a tattoo on the back of my neck with little angel wings and a halo and well, Shon is going to get his own, I think it’s going to say Daddy’s Angel. As a bit of a memorial to… well, you know.” She smiled at him again and her eyes scanned his face. It was part of the closure she needed. She had closure but this was like sealing the deal for her in a way.