September 9th, 2010
I'm having an amazing time with Amber in this delicious cafe, chit-chatting with her about the advancement of technology and the ideas of modernism in society, until Annika gets brought up. I didn't really wanna talk about her. In fact, as much as I hate to admit it, it's a bit nice being away from her. I needed a break from the uneasiness of our relationship.
"So what were we talking about? Oh right, the advancement of technology," Amber begins to say, her interest in the questioning of modernism making her beautiful face glow with curiosity and reasoning.
"Yep. It's just not good. It's causing a lot of isolation and ruining friendships and relationships. My girlfriend back home can be addicted to her phone sometimes," I start to say.
"Oh, right! How is your girlfriend?" she asks, looking a bit uneasy. Hmm.
"She's alright. We've been together for 2 years. She works as a fashion designer for Victoria's Secret," I proclaim, trying to hide the dismal sentiments that have been presented unto me by our relationship.
"Nice!" she replies.
My phone begins to buzz in my pocket; sure enough, it's Annika.
"Oh my gosh, it's her! Speak of the devil," I proclaim and my fingers graze the screen to answer.
"Yep," Amber responds with a laugh.
I go out the doors to talk to Annika, not wanting anyone to hear just in case she had something to tell me that was private.
"Bruno, what the fuck was that about?" She asks me.
"What are you talking about?" I curiously ask, taken aback by her tone.
"I just heard another fucking woman in the background. What are you doing? I meant to call you to talk to you about your trip and this is what I hear?" She begins to shout.
"Annika, I'm at a cafe and the workers here are women, and I was talking to one of them. They're fans of my music. Is that a crime?" I respond. The hell?
"See, I knew you shouldn't have gone to Philly. Try to be loyal to me for once, fuck," she says.
"Annika, what the hell is your problem? I've never even cheated on you. For these past 6 months, you're either clingy or distant, and I don't know what's up with you," I growl, annoyed.
"I'm your girlfriend, remember?"
"Yeah, and guess what? Girlfriends aren't supposed to control the lives of their boyfriends. I wanted to go to Philly, so I did it. If you have a problem with that, that's on you. Oh, and by the way, I can converse with whoever I want," I gladly affirm back.
"Fine. Goodbye asshole." She hangs up.
What the hell was that about? Ugh, I knew I should've trusted my instincts. I've had a bad feeling about her for a while. You know what? Instead of focusing on her, let me embrace a new friendship that is beginning to form with Amber. I'm planning on asking her for her number; hopefully she says yes.
Oh, and Annika can go fuck herself.
After a bit, I come back inside and flatten out my shirt, hiding the poison that was brought upon me by Annika. Amber has nothing to do with it, therefore I'll still be nice to her, just as she's nice to me. I never believed in taking out anger on other people. I then walk over to the booth, where Amber is waiting for me.
"Sorry about that," I proclaim with a smile.
"No, it's all good," she responds back in a light tone.
"But yeah, I mean, I'm really enjoying Philly. It's a great atmosphere and I'm really happy with my apartment," I say, putting my mind off of Annika's bitchiness.
"Oh, which apartment building is it?" she asks.
"Urban Indulgence."
"Oh my gosh, yeah, that's right down the street from me! I heard it's really nice, and I even heard that they have rooftop parties for the holidays," she tells me.
"Damn, that's awesome. I was actually just checking out their rooftop the other night. It's a beautiful view. You should check it out sometime." Hopefully she gets the hint that I'd like to form a newfound friendship with her.
"Yeah, that sounds great!" she exclaims.
"Hey, can I get your number?" I ask, mentally crossing my fingers.
"Yes, of course!" She proclaims, as we gladly exchange numbers.
YES!
"I'm gonna head out right now, I have some songwriting to do. I'll definitely talk to you later, okay?" I tell her, wanting to unwind a bit after that bicker with Annika; also because I wanna finish my song I started writing earlier.
"Yeah, sounds great! Thanks so much for stopping by!" she tells me.
He smiles. "No problem. Bye Chloe!" I proclaim, wanting to say goodbye to her too since she is the one I technically have to thank for introducing Amber and I's friendship.
"Bye, Bruno!" She coos. She seems like a character.
I smile at both of them as I walk out the doors of Cafe Amore back to my apartment.
...
The balcony awaits me as I plop open the doors to my apartment, getting ready to continue that song I was writing about earlier, based on real life experiences. Hey, maybe some inspiration can be sparked after what just happened with the bicker with Annika and the commencement of a newfound friendship with Amber. I'm so glad I got her number; maybe I'll text her later. She seems like a very nice, humble person. Doesn't hurt that she's beautiful.
The cushiony seat of the balcony awaits me as I go to grab my notebook and pencil before heading over to sit down, and I peer at the lyrics I've written so far:
I spend all my money
Bought a big old fancy car
For these bright-eyed honeys
Oh yeah, you know who you are
Keep me up 'til the sun is high
'Til the birds start callin' my name
I'm addicted and I don't know why
Guess I've always been this way
I've done so much for Annika and she gave me such an attitude today. I don't know what the hell I did wrong, but whatever is bothering her, she has no right to treat me that way after all we've been through. I mean, our relationship has been off and it's possible that she noticed it too. Nonetheless, I've stayed with her. It could be because I secretly feel trapped, or it's because I'm scared to let go because I know breakups can be tough. At least we don't live together...
All these roads steer me wrong
But I still drive them all night long
All night long
I'm staying with her because I just don't know what to do about our relationship; especially since I've already started thinking about another woman due to my dissatisfaction with Annika...
Yeah, you young wild girls
You make a mess of me
Yeah, you young, wild girls
You'll be the death of me
The death of me
All you young, wild girls
No matter what you do
Yeah you young, wild girls
I'll always come back to you, come back to you
My thoughts and actions are tied and I just don't know what to do, nor which way the roads are telling me to go. No matter what Annika does and no matter how much our bond has been deflated, I'm staying with her. But I have to remember that my emotions must be put in check first before I even start a relationship, let alone continue one. God only knows how much longer our relationship will last.
Is it time to call it quits?
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Fantasy (A Bruno Mars Fanfiction)
FanfictionAmber Sage Romano is an adventurous young woman from Philadelphia who has a deep love for music. During this time period, growing pop star sensation Bruno Mars skyrockets into stardom and takes over the charts, much to the attention and newfound del...
