Chains & Butterflies

Chapter 6: Banter & A Jealous Confession!

Chapter 6: Banter & A Jealous Confession!

"You can avoid reality, but you cannot avoid the consequences of avoiding reality." - Ayn Rand

There it was that distinct softness of my bed. The comfy sheets draped around me and the soothing pillow that I snuggled into. I love you bed, I smiled nuzzling into it more. Why can't everything be as comforting as you are? If I could I would marry this thing in a heartbeat-marry-marry. That word, something's off about that word. I tried thinking harder, but there was something aching not to remember. Yea, I found you cold-spot. My mind became distracted as my hand soon disappeared underneath the pillow. If I could just focus for once second I think I'll be able to solve this puzzle.

"Evelyn" someone sang next to me, "it's time to get up."

I turned away, "No go away."

"Aw come on now, we don't want you to miss out on your big day now do we."

"I don't care if it's my birthday, leave me alone Violet." I thrashed my hand outward.

"Not even if today is your engagement party." She snickered to the right of me.

My eyes shoot open instantly at her remark, all of my drowsiness suddenly gone. "I'm in my room, aren't I?"

Laughing at my realization she retorted back, "Yea you are."

I turned my head and screamed fully into the pillow. My fist pounding against the bed, as I thrashed from side to side. No, this cannot be happening! Oh God, why is this happening? "How did this happen?" I asked out loud.

Violet, who assumed I was speaking to her, responded back. "I don't know. Why don't you tell me?"

"Who drop me off here? Do you know?"

Unsure if she should answer the question, she backed off of my bed. "Umm, I didn't catch a name, but Emily let him in when she saw you in his arms. He was about 6'8 ebony hair, wore a suit. Um-Oh he had these nice pair of green eyes." She exclaimed, "They were so hot!"

"That bastard!" I said siting up. "Damn him to hell!" My poor pillow now getting the full force of my boiling anger.

"So I'm guessing you know him." She raised an eyebrow at me.

"Yea," I grunted, punching the pillow over and over again, "You could say that."

"Must have gotten you pretty riled up for you to be killing the poor pillow."

"Ohhh, you have no idea." I chuckled sarcastically, fury meeting my lifeless pillow for a third time.

"Well that man, drop you off here. Apparently you went out of the house without anyone noticing."

"Yea well it's not like that matters anymore." I said slowing down my punches.

"Why?" Violet asked sitting back down.

"I'm such a dumbass for getting into the car. Why did I pick that one? God I hate him so much." I shouted out.

"Is he really that bad for finding you?"

"You have no idea."

"Oh, my God."

"What?" I turned to her stopping my hand in mid-flight.

Recognition set in as she started back at me "Is-Is he?"

Looking more pissed off as ever, I turned to my pillow and punch it again. "Yes!"

"Oh, my god!" She was now laughing as she pointed at me. "Oh, God this is so funny! Ha! Ha!"

"Shut up!" I yelled at her.