Because The Lady Loves.....

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Young Adult  |  House: Booksie Classic
A meeting with a past boyfriend, a personal comment and the only way to cope is to go on a binge. My entry for the seven deadly sins competition.

Submitted: March 31, 2016

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Because The Lady Loves.........

 

Why did I have to choose to leave the cafe at that particular moment? It just happened to be the exact moment that you were walking past. You and that girl....

If I'd just decided to have another coffee; if I'd just decided to eat that cream cake, I wouldn't be sitting here with this giant box of chocolates on the table in front of me. You know the ones that are so often on offer; the advert that goes, 'because the lady loves.....' Yes, that purple box! The same as you used to buy me once upon a time.

I don't 'love' them but on offer I got more of these for my money than I would any others. And of course you don't think I'm much of a lady anyway.

If you had of done you wouldn't have left like you did!

Tearing off the clear plastic wrapper I can clearly see your face. Was it really just an hour ago? You know I've always had a bit of a thing about my weight. After two years together you must have known. But it didn't stop you saying it though, did it?

“Hi, Marcie. Long time no see. You've put on a bit of weight, haven't you. It......suits you.”

Two chocolates, one after another. Fudge and caramel, my favourites.

“This is Fiona, my fiance. I don't know if you have ever met each other.”

Two more chocolates, then another.

Oh, how she looked down her nose at me, with her long blonde salon streaked hair. Did you both have a good laugh at my home-trimmed brown crop? Her with the immaculate make-up and the clothes to match. You looking so much....smarter.....than I'd ever seen you look

Another two chocolates, who cares!

“Nice to meet you, Marcie.” Those cultured tones make me think that maybe Fiona has more than her model girl looks to control you with. If she wasnt so polite she would no doubt have been sneering.

Now this thought deserves an extra sweet. Three this time; one after another.

I'm sure that they make these boxes smaller now. There are only another four left on the top layer. I guess I'll have another one now, just to make me feel better about my dire financial straits.

You know it's funny, but I couldn't help but see that with her three inch heels on she topped you by a couple of inches. What happened to the preference for the shorter women you always claimed when you were with my 5 foot frame? Did it just disappear at the sound of all that cash?

That's it! I'm so fed up I'm going to finish the top layer. I'm going to need a coffee to wash all this chocolate down.

You know, I really believed you loved me, that we had something meaningful and lasting. What an absolute fool I must have been! Was she the one you started sneaking out to see? Somehow I really don't think so.

Oh, damn. My hand has removed the separating paper and my favourites have already gone from the second layer. I don't remember eating them but there's no one else here so I guess I must have done.

And you know what really hurts? I was the innocent party, you were the guilty one. I still miss you but its pretty obvious that you don't miss me one bit.

Two more chocolates!

I was so easy for you to replace. And I'd bet anything that Fiona is no where near my first replacement.

Three more. The last one is hard and crunchy. It brings me back a bit, back to my boyfriendless present.

You know what! I really don't care. You were never really that great company anyway. Always a bit full of yourself and your plans and not really interested in me and my own ones.

Two more.

And another thing.....I'd never have been allowed to do this if you were still here.

A whole box gone in less than an hour.

I feel so sick. Too sick to be upset about seeing you. I'm going to bed to nurse my poor stomach.

I'll start my diet tomorrow.

 


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