How I got over my Ex

How it popped out

"Lucy? Are you okay?" My eyes slowly focused on Wren's face. It had crossed my mind to close my eyes again and to pretend I was still unconscious. That would be less painful for me.

I couldn't believe I'd fainted on this blind date. Who even cut their finger on a menu? He'd said a few minutes before that he wasn't accident prone. He totally jinxed it! And who had to suffer? I did!

I groaned and pressed my hand against my head. The angels could take me away now, I was ready. I was so ready to get out of this situation but it seemed to drag on forever.

"Does your head hurt?" One of the waiters asked me.

"Maybe we should call an ambulance." The other waiter suggested.

"No!" I exclaimed. I tried to get up but my body wasn't fast enough for me. I still felt a little groggy so I decided to remain on the floor for a while longer. "No, that's not necessary." I clarified.

"Right, eh... I'll go get you some water." The waiter said nervously. I figured he was around my age and didn't know what to do in these kinds of situations. The slightly panicked look on his face probably mimicked mine.

"That was quite the scare you gave me." Wren told me while both of the waiters disappeared out of sight. Wren was still sitting beside me, careful not to touch me in any way, afraid I'd slip back into my unconscious state again.

"It's fine." I said. Maybe if I pretended it hadn't happened, he'd forget about it? The worried look on his face told me otherwise.

"Does this happen often?" Wren asked.

"Only when I see blood." I told him. Wren looked confused for a second until realisation hit him. He subtly hid his wounded hand behind his back.

"Here's the water!" The more nervous waiter said.

"We called the manager and he says food's on the house." The other waiter announced. Wren looked hopeful and I think he was doing a little happy dance inside his head but I couldn't imagine staying any longer than necessary.

I just wanted to be teleported home, get into my hamster onesie while eating almost melted ice cream. I needed my Phantom there with me to distract me from this embarrassment. He needed to sing the shame away because I couldn't imagine that a shower would be able to wash the permanent feeling of shame from my body.

It was like a tattoo I didn't want. The only way to erase it was by a painful laser removement.

"I should go home." I muttered quietly while looking at my feet.

"Right, yeah, of course. You should go home and rest or something like that." Wren agreed. I couldn't meet his eyes, I was afraid he'd judge me.

I nodded meekly and let him help me because I was still sitting on the floor. When we walked through the restaurant I felt all of the other customers' burning stares and the moment couldn't pass fast enough.

The way back to my dorm was quiet. I think Wren didn't really know how to read me and figured I still felt bad from the fall. I didn't. The fall hadn't hurt me at all and even my hunger was slowly returning. If I hadn't felt this ashamed, I probably would've gone through with the date.

But I couldn't. I had to admit defeat.

When we were at my door, I muttered a quick goodbye and went inside before Wren could say anything else. Even though I hadn't looked at him, I could sense he wanted to say something.

It was too late now.

To my surprise, the dorm was empty. Jane must've gone out for the evening and I felt relieved because I really needed some alone time. To be honest, I was most relieved because I didn't want to tell her.