Monday, February 27, 2012

The Break Up

     We sat in silence for almost ten whole minutes before she said something. "This isnt the way I wanted us to end." I starred into her pathetic eyes, with so much anger built up I was about to explode. Leah re-adjusted how she was sitting in an attempt tp get me to say something. "Alan, you know I've always cared bout you, and I always will." I found a black and white poster if a lonely man behind her on the wall of the old fashoned diner that reminded me of watching movies with my brother as a child.  My eyes fixed on the psoster, I knew I needed to calm down, or I'd throw this table through the large, cold diner window tht filled the entire wall to my right. "Will you please talk to me!" You have no idea what youre doing to me!" It was at that very second I felt something inside snap.  I could feel the rage creeping up my body slowly like the chills. My fists clenched, as my eyes met hers and she realized just how upset I was. "Was it as bad as me coming home and finding you in bed with another man Leah!? Because the way I see it, it doesnt get a whole lot worse!" I bit down hard on my lip so I would stop talking while I still could. Leah's face turned red, im not sure if it was because she was mad or embarassed, but she looked like she was about to cry. "Alan! You have to understand, that meant nothing to me!" Her voice began to plead as she realized her inevitable fate. "Well it meant something to me!" I screamed across the table as i got up and stormed out of the old diner. I could hear her yelling and scrambling after me as I blew through the door.  I fumbled with my keys for a few seconds before finally getting my truck door open. It took no more than a few socnds for Leah to be siiting right next to me. "I liked him at first, but things changed!" She was now yelling and my ears were ringing, but I wasnt listeneing.  My vision began to blur, and all I could see was red. It took the place of the old diner, it took the place of the small rain drops running down the windsheild, but most of all it took the place of the annoying voice still shouting beside me. "Get out of my truck Leah." I calmly stated. suddenly it went silent. Her voice had stopped trying to plead its case becuase she now realized it was a lost cause. It was over. The only noise was the soft tapping of the rain on the hood of the truck.

1 comment:

  1. Nice! I can't wait to read your short story! And thank you for taking the F-bomb out for your blog.

    Oh! And spell-check before you post, sir! There were too many misspellings!

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