History of You and Me

Chapter 18

In the morning I wake up early. I put my hair up in a ponytail and put a comfy outfit on. I had woken up early so I went and got some breakfast and coffee.

It was raining again so I ended up walking but I had an big umbrella and a comfy enough outfit that I wasn't cold.

I went to a flower shop that I really loved when I first came into the 21st century.

I go into the store and look for the flowers I needed.
I need dahlias to make up with Dahlia. She said it's her favorite flower since she's named after them. And I thought I would be the perfect thing to give her to have her forgive me

"Hello. Could I help you with anything?"
A man from behind the counter asks me. He blew a curl from his fluffy curly head of hair pier of his face. He wore an apron that had flowers stuck in them

"Hi. Do you have dahlias?"
I ask going over to the counter
"Yes. Now would you like that in a bouquet?"
"Yes please."
I say with a small smile
"Ok I'll get that out in sec"
He says walking to the back. I search through my wallet and pull out some cash.

I've always loved flower shops from the smell and the precious vibe they give off. I look outside and the rain was starting to die down.

Surely when I step out there it will rain just as much as before.

"Here you go"
He says placing down a pretty array of dahlia flowers on the counter
"Would you like to add a card with it"
I look and shrug
"Sure why not"

He takes out a small card
"What would you like on it?"
I think for a second then say
"My dear Dahlia here are some dahlias, so maybe you'll be able to forgive me"

While he's attaching the note he looks at me and asks
"Girlfriend"
"Best friend"
I correct

He shoots me a smile. As he's ringing me up I give him more than I was supposed to give
"Keep the rest"
I say taking the flowers and leaving.

I head towards dahlias house. A longer walk then I had planned. But when I get there I knock and hold the flowers

The door swings open. I put a big smile on my face.. and it's a man
My smile drops and I lower the flowers to my side
"Hi may I help you?"

I quickly check the house number
What is happening
"I'm Diane- who are you. I'm here for dahlia"

The man looks at me like I'm speaking another language
"I'm sorry no dahlia lives here."

What. Is. Going. On
"Oh.. kay"
The man closes the door and I look around
Did I transport to a new dimension or something

I call her. It goes straight to voicemail
I call again and again but the same results.

I pull out my key and put in the door. It works but I don't open the door.

I bang on the door this time, frustrated as ever.
The guy opens the door.
"Where. Is. Dahlia"
"Listen lady I don't know what your problem is.."
He says looking scared.
"Honey what's wr-"
Dahlia comes over and her face drops when she sees me
"I'll handle this girl"
I'm demoted to 'this girl' to her 'honey'

She walks out and closes the door behind me
"I was going to give you these Dahlias to forgive me but it looks like you have some explaining to"

She tries to hide her disappointment when she looks at my flowers, now on the ground. She tries to hide it on her face but I know her, I think that's what she wanted all along. For me to come and ask for her back but now she's screwed things.

"I got a boyfriend. You're not the only one with a fling"
She calmly says.
I just want to rip out my hair. What is wrong with her
"What about Marco?"
Her long distance boyfriend who lives in Spain, they met when she and I were doing a late night grocery shop. He had come here for work and she had been madly in love with him up until this point
"He's whatever"
She shrugs

"Are you mad about how I've been with Bucky. You've never called anyone honey ever. That's your passive aggressive term when you're arguing with people. Not a loving term"

"You haven't known me my whole life. I used to use it on old boyfriends so I've brought it back"

"I don't know what your problem is but I don't want to be involved with whatever mess you've got on your hands"
I take the flowers and throw those at her feet

"Those were for you"
Then I walk away