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They had been seeing each other for about four months now. Everything was good. He seemed to be quite the gentleman and she loved him for it. He took her out to eat, opened doors for her, and always paid for her. Yes, this relationship seemed perfect. Maybe he was the one. It was a little too early to be thinking like that, but she couldn’t help herself. She had never felt like this about anyone in her life.
Let’s backtrack a bit. It was four months earlier and Cindy was walking through campus. She was a pretty girl: about five-six and one hundred and twenty pounds. She had a nice figure and a great personality. As she was walking, she tripped in one of the patches of upturned concrete, which were so prevalent around the school. The papers she was carrying flew everywhere. A passer-by noticed and stopped to help her. His name was Jake. He was quite handsome, standing about 6’1” with a muscular build. She thanked him and started to walk off, but he caught her by the arm. He asked her name and they began to talk a bit. Eventually, phone numbers were exchanged and they promised to call one another.
A few days passed and Cindy received a call. They went on a beautiful date and had an amazing time. That’s how it began.
Now, we return to the present. Cindy was still a virgin and was saving herself for “that special someone.” On this particular night, she felt that Jake was “the one.” They shared a blissful night and both fell asleep in her bed. The next morning, Cindy awoke to a note on her pillow. “Thanks for a great time, babe. You were definitely the best of the month. Give me a call if you’re ‘lonely’ sometime.” She couldn’t believe it. Memories of the time they had spent flooded her mind. Silence roared through her room. She broke
down.
Cindy committed suicide that night. Her best friend found her alone in the blood soaked sheets. Two slits and a broken heart were all it took to end a once vibrant life.
2 comments:
This is really good. I’ve been thinking about this blog prompt all week - it’s been really hard for me to come up with something that doesn’t feel completely over-dramatized. And I like how straightforward and matter of fact the whole thing is, not really overloaded with description or anything.
I look forward to the continuing saga of Paris (and possibly more fiction?) after spring break.
wow. This was really powerful. Very enjoyable to read. How did it come to you? I don't believe this kind of writing is my forte, but it is definitely something that you are gifted at. I may have you to write something for me if that is cool. If you would be willing my email address is maparker@memphis.edu
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