I didn't see Flex for about a week after that night. Bell had apologized the next morning to me for sticking her nose in. I think Marie had talked to her. At the end of the day, any new person seeing me and Flex wouldn't understand me and Flex. But Marie did. Marie had been there our whole lives. Bell hadn't. As much as at this moment we were not syncing , there would always be that undeniable connection we had to one another. That pull gives us no choice but to eventually end up gravitating back towards one another again.
It doesn't mean it had to be a relationship. It didn't mean it was necessarily healthy. No one could judge me for having my guard up when it came to him. If only I could get my damn body in check and follow the program. Flex, I think, took me wanting to go further with
