The Last Page

IV

HERS

I sipped the last bottle of champagne, 
Still in my birthday dress,

They left at 8 PM. 
It was now 10 PM.

And I was running out of channels to switch through.

I heard a knock on the door.
I immediately got up. Opening it, only to see the most unexpected person,

Someone my thoughts had been infatuated with for the past 5 days.

"Val," He said, as if reminding me who he is.

He carried a bouquet much larger than the one I had received earlier, full of yellow roses. 
my favourite.

I contemplated of shoving the door in his face,

"Before you shut the door on my face, can I please come in," He said, making puppy eyes,

I furrowed my eyebrows, this guy.

I opened the door wider for him, letting him in.

He came in and removed his shoes.

Giving me the bouquet and hugging me,

"Happy Birthday, Marie," He said, 

"What part of 'I want you gone' did you not understand," I said, picking up the clutter and walking into the kitchen shoving it on the counter.

"Gee thanks Val, such a good gesture," he said, loosening his tie. I walked out of the kitchen and before he plopped down on the couch, I stopped him by putting my hand on his hard chest. I had to look up at him.

And even if he was in his finest glory, I wasn't in the mood.

"What do you want," I said, trying to push him, 

But he didn't budge, instead placed his hands on my waist, and tugged me closer, In a way that made me want to melt into them

"Easy now, sweetheart," he said, plopping down on the couch with me,

He sat on the couch with his legs apart, while I stood on my knees in between them.

"My intentions are pure, I just wanted to wish you a Happy birthday," he said, in an innocent voice.

"Well, you missed the last eight," I said, snatching myself away from him and walking into my bedroom, locking the door.

"Tell me why you're really here, Val," I shouted through the distance.

I got out of the birthday dress, and right into my pyjamas, 

I closed my eyes,
'don't give him attention, Maria.'
'out of sight, out of mind'

"Well that's how the thought started," he said, he was closer to the door now. 

"I was going to do it, but then I saw some guy sucking off of you at the door," He said, and my heart turned, the kiss replaying in my head.

I opened the door, to him just outside. And I was nearly inches away from his chest,

I scooted and went back into the living room,

"Who was he?" he asked, following me

"Why do you care?" I said, 
"I don't like repeating myself,"

"Jelouse much?" I asked, stopping and staring at him, 

"You have no fucking idea," he whispered,

I was rendered speechless after that.

was he?

"Get out of my house, Val" I said,

"Why do you say my name like that,
as if you're mocking me," he asked, stirring the pot.