I open the bathroom door and get a chill. Wow I swear there must be at least a five-degree temperature difference between the bathroom and the hallway. I walk down the hallway towards the living room, and I am stopped cold in my tracks. Was that a ding? No way it couldn't have been. Get that fucker out of your head, he is playing mind games with you and you are allowing him to. I walk over to grab the remote for the television. I bend down and pick up the remote and am about to turn on the TV as I distinctively hear a ding. I drop the remote right onto my toe and my mouth drops open. No fucking way, it must be someone else. Maybe my pharmacy sending me a text that my medication is ready to be picked up, yes that is it. Dumb bitch, I say out loud as I bend to pick up the remote I so foolishly dropped. I click on the tv realizing it is only 6:45, I feel like I just won the lottery because I realize I have a few free hours left that I can watch my favorite shows on the investigation channel that I love so much. I sit down on the sofa and curl my legs up underneath me, just in time for my phone to scream it's ding again to get my attention. Fine, I get up walk over stopping at the fridge first to grab a bottle of water. I wander over to my phone not bothering to unplug it, because I know it is just the pharmacy or my mom texting me. I look at my phone and I am absolutely floored, he is really playing this out isn't he. This man is really something else, he must really be looking for an ego boost. I am beginning to feel that it has been a while since he came across a girl like me that he can totally play with. What are you up to mister? Walking over to the sofa with my water and my phone, I am uttering all the obscenities I know and making up a few new ones. This man deserves to have special swear words created for him. I mean come on he is putting this much energy in to fucking my happiness up. Oh well you are a little too late for that, there were a bunch of assholes that preceded you before you ran into my car. I mean it’s not like I have any happiness more like I was content I guess. With my little fantasies I manage to have about some random hot guy. I sit down and say to no one in particular, because by now I see that Brandi must have made her way back to my bed "ok let us see what you have to say this time". I click to open the text and begin to read, "I am glad to hear you are ok Sophie, I was really concerned". Ok, I'm sure you lost sleep and couldn't eat because you were just so worried about me you mother fucker. He continues on, "I'm not sure yet what I had in mind for this weekend. I thought we could talk it over on the phone and figure out what we could do. I thought when you know if for sure you can go then I can call, and we can talk about what you like to do and take it from there". I can’t believe it I think to myself oh my lord you really are a schmuck. You don't know what you had in mind because you aren't don’t have anything in mind. You aren’t planning anything this is all a sick ploy for you to enlarge that ego that you already are carrying. He ends the text with "Well let me know when you find out if you are available and I can give you a call and we can make plans. I hope you sleep tight and have sweet dreams, talk to you soon Sophie. W". Now that is really going overboard, like any fool can't see right through this fucking text. I am supposed to let you know when I find out if I am available. Fuck you, how about you text me closer to the weekend to find out if I’m available, because I will not be texting anything back to you. Oh, and I beat you are hoping I have sweet dreams, yeah sweet dreams you just so you have the pleasure of having someone fantasizing over you. Have me thinking and dreaming about fucking you and holding you licking and caressing every inch of your body? Just so I can be even more crushed when you obliterate me and crush my very core. No thank you, and what is up with "W" what the fuck is that. Do you think you are Zorro with a W? Oh my God I can't take it. I bet you are thinking I am going to respond within seconds and give you what you want. Guess again buddy, not happening. I told you this girl knows more about pricks than what you obviously think I do, I bitch as I walk over and plug in my phone. Not this time Zorro your out of luck sucker. I try to watch television to get my mind off that fucking man who must have balls the size of super-sized beach balls to think I am that naive. After about an hour and a half of feeling like I was watching television I realize I really have no idea what I have even watched. My mind was so caught up in my enemy telling me I told you so, and me being almost traumatized to think that someone thinks I am that blind and stupid as to buy any of this from a guy like that. I finally give up and realize I can’t concentrate on the TV, so I turn off the television and turn off the lights then make my way back to my bedroom. I was right Brandi is already curled up at the foot of the bed waiting for me. She looks up as I switch on the light when I walk in. I pull the sheets down and fluff my pillows, ok more like beat the shit out of my pillows because that man has me so fucking mad. I walk over and turn off the light, I tell Brandi goodnight and crawl into the bed. As soon as I am situated I have this image in my mind's eye. Those gorgeous baby blue eyes, his light brown hair that has a bit of a wave at the ends, and the amazing baby face. I imagine that and Warren’s body completely naked standing at the end of my bed with that cute grin. Fuck it, you will not stop me from at least enjoying you in my dreams I say with the devil's smile on my face. I will have sweet dreams Warren oh I will have sweet dreams and you will be bringing them to me, but you don't need to know that. I roll over and pull the covers up to my chin as I sigh and say yes, a good night it will be. |