Another throwback to my college days. Again, the prompt was writing from the opposite gender's perspective.
Crazy
Creative Writing
January 18, 2012
“IT
WAS ALL A LIE!” she screamed, as she sobbed into the tablecloth, thick black
stains running down her cheeks, salting her dinner with her tears; causing the
biggest scene I have ever encountered while on a date. While I am sure I looked
like the biggest asshole at the restaurant to surrounding onlookers, what she
failed to mention in her raging rant was that this was only the second date;
the first being a quick encounter at the bar where we met. At the bar, I asked
out a sexy, long-legged, redhead. What now sat in front of me was a crazy
lunatic.
“You
arrogant bastard!” she sobbed, “I poured my heart out to you, and you tell me
that you are not looking for anything serious? How could you do that to me? I
trusted you!”
While
fellow diners flashed me wicked glares, I sat quietly, not only out of
embarrassment, but shock. How could such a small woman have this much rage
built up inside.
Suddenly,
her sobbing stopped.
“I am so sorry, baby,” she whimpered, “I don’t know what
got into me. You just mean so much to me. I don’t want anything to come between
us. I love you.”
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