Dance with the devil

Storm

The next morning was a Saturday, Lucca was already out the apartment somewhere, but weekends were usually their time.
She texted her friend Sarah and Laura to see if they wanted to hang out at her apartment today.
they agreed to come over.
Sarah brought a bag with her, a large bag of food shopping.
Laura brought snacks and wine.
'What's the occasion'
Charlotte giggled.
'None just helping out'
Laura said, smiling, taking a seat on the sofa.

'I dont get it'
Charlotte smirked.
'Well you don't yet still have a job, so we thought we'd come help you with some groceries'
Laura insisted while waving her hand about, talking childish.
Charlotte's face dropped, her jaw hanging open with a look of disgust.
'How dare you come into my home mocking me like that'
She spat.

The way Laura was acting out her mannerisms was indeed a mocking way against Charlotte.
She was talking to her like a broke teen kid who is new to being independent.
'Erm what'
Laura said with a look of filth.
'hey comon stop'
Sarah tried to calm the two.

'I come here offering food because you don't work and this is how you treat me'
She snatched up her bag and headed toward the door.
'It's not what you've done Laura, It's how you did it'
Charlotte was close to tears, her friendship was now falling to peices with Laura.

'You leaving me too'
Charlotte looked at Sarah with deep saddened eyes.
'Coming'
Laura yelled.
'I'll hang here for a bit I'll catch up'
Sarah replied.
Not to look as if she was seemingly taking sides, she offerd to stay with Charlotte.

Laura stormed out the front door and made her way home with the bag of groceries, which probably cost her over $50 because she has expensive taste.
'What's going on your not right'
Sarah asked in her gentle tone, while sat with her hands tucked into her kangaroo pocket on her pixie hoody.
'nobody will hire me look at all these I've tried'
Showing Sarah all the jobs she's applied for in the past 2 weeks.

'This is crazy, I can't beleive all these turned you down'
She looked at Charlotte very pitiful.
feeling really bad for her, her placed a hand on her shoulder.
'What's worse is he thinks I'm not doing enough and I think he's having an affair'

She sobbed quietly.
'I saw a text from someone called Belinda saying she wanted to meet him again, and him saying he had a great time, last night he came home drunk saying telling me straight he had dinner with collegues'
Charlotte cried.

'I'm not even sure how to help you'
Sarah said concerned.
She shed a tear for Charlotte.
'Nobody can help me in done'
She sobbed.
'common don't be like that'
Sarah tried to reassure her and console her, but nothing seemed to help.

'I'm going to have to head off, let me have a think how help you ok ill text you tomorrow'
She hugged Charlotte and walked out giving her a 'chin up' smile.

Alone again, on a weekend, no work, life falling away, what could she have possibly done to get this coming.
She text Lucca to see where he was.
She never got a response, although weekends wasn't work days for them.

She sat curled up on the bed, chin on her knees, sobbing, cradling her body back and forth.
wondering why all this sudden bad luck.
She felt depressed, lonely, cast out from everyone.
Her mind was a hurricane of emotions and thoughts.

She couldn't keep up with her own mind, it raced from one thought to the next before she could even figure out the last thought, she was in another.
Anxiety raced through her body, heart thumping fast, she was scared about the outcome and what will be next.

Trying not to think to much, she did her best to remain calm.
She felt herself slipping away bit by bit.
Her phone vibrated, it was a reply from Lucca.
She felt a sudden ease hoping he was going to be nice and maybe apologise.

'You applied for a job today because if you haven't got one now, I don't think I can carry on'
She dropped her phone in shock.
She was speechless.
'Fuck this I'm calling you'
She moaned to herself.

Calling up Lucca he answers.
'what do you mean by your text'
She asked.
'Look honey if your not a working woman, your no longer independent and no longer attractive to me OK, it is what it is now'
Then he hung up.

'Oh my fucking good'
She cried loud, devastated, heart broken, torn apart, rejected all at the same time.
Her heart was hurting with every beat, Her head was sore she cried so much for so long, he gave herself a headache.
Sobbing herself to sleep at 6PM she didn't wake until the next morning.