Thursday, 9 October 2014

Short stories: One More Kiss Before You Go



Admiring yourself in a towel, in the bathroom mirror after you've showered. "You are such a sight to behold!", she calls after you from the bedroom, you cringe… Why does she always have to say these sweet things? You think to yourself while going into the bedroom and into the closet to pick something to wear for work. Does she always have to stare at me with that dreamy smile? You think to yourself while you caught her staring at you as you get dressed for work. She is a woman you've been seeing for the past two months, she loves helping people more than just having a successful career, she's not competitive because she believes everything happens naturally, nothing like your beliefs and you always wondered why you're still seeing her. She leaves the room, ah! Finally!,you think to yourself… You check your phone for emails from that hot chick you met at work two weeks ago, email because sms texts can be easily noticed by her so you told the hot chick to email you instead. She sent you a picture of herself licking an ice cream cone, huh now that's hot why won't she do this? She is just boring, you think to yourself and shake your head in disgust. You walk to the kitchen and you find her seated waiting for you by the counter with your breakfast ready, she gives you that dreamy and sleepy smile that has started to annoy you too so you fake a smile and start digging into your food. She watches you eat, "so how is your lunch schedule like today?, was thinking to drop by with some food and we can have a picnic in your office, you know we can talk and laugh and everything", she gives out a nervous giggle. You think, Oh hell no, "oh sorry love I have a lunch meeting with a client, maybe some other day", mattering under your breath "in another life". Her smile falls into a frown with a slight fake smile "oh sure next time", she hugs you and starts off her own meal. You finished eating, rushing to take your suitcase and grabbing your coat hoping she doesn't say what she always says every time you leave for work, the most annoying line coming out of her mouth…  "hey one last kiss before you go?" Oh no she said it again arghhh whyyy??? You think to yourself and before you could stop yourself this time, "no not today, actually not any more… I need a break and I think you should go back to your place". She looks like she just saw her life flash before her eyes… "oh, um... I see, sorry if i made you feel suffocated. I will leave and never bother you again". Its done, that's it! You didn't think it would be so easy yet it was, you get into your office happily and decided to email the hot chick and invite her for lunch…


6 months later as you stare at yourself in the same bathroom mirror in a towel after you've showered, a sudden sharp sad feeling of something is missing emerged and you wondered why. As you get to the bedroom, another hot chick from yet another wild night is still in bed and checking her phone for notifications and taking pictures of herself, "baby don't I look beautiful even when I just woke up? Like I woke up like this! Get it? Haha", you look at her and smile. Go into the kitchen and that feeling of something is missing emerges again, but you ignore it and make your breakfast and eat. As you are about to leave, "hey one more kiss before you go?", You stop in your tracks and rush back to the bedroom only to find that hot chick went back to sleep she didn't say anything. That is when it hits you, it hits you hard, "I miss her, she's what's missing", you suddenly realize how much you even miss the things you found annoying about her, you notice that those are the things a good woman does for her man, a good woman in love with her man. You reach at your desk in the office and pick the phone to call her... She doesn't pick up and you realize what a huge mess you made and you need to meet her in person so you plan to go to her place after work. You bought her flowers, lilies are her favourite and sneakers the chocolates, she loves those too. You walk up to her door and ring the bell, a man opens the door and asks "can I help you?", you reply, "I'm looking for Isabelle?", the man replies, "oh you must be talking about that beautiful young lady who used to live here, she moved to a different city, or country… can't quite remember now, but yeah she moved and she's the one who told me about an opening here and I moved in". You never kept intouch with her and you don't know what city, what country she moved to. You feel like your heart has fallen into your stomach and you suddenly feel too sick to stand, "hey was she your lover? You look heart broken by the news", the man asks. You start walking away from the man without uttering a word to him. I'm heart broken that man is right, I didn't know it feels so painful … You think to yourself. "I lost her because I did not see what a precious woman I had and how much of a coward I was to her, she did nothing wrong… Maybe I was what was wrong with her,I lost her" you speak to yourself while looking into the bathroom mirror, in a towel and after you've showered… this time there's no hot chick, there's no one.

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