The 80s

An Eye for an Eye

This dinner was not what I expected it to be. I thought they were supposed to be getting along but instead they were just throwing passive aggressive insults at each other. Prince was starting to get irritated on the count of his eye twitching. Not bad enough for you to notice but I've seen that eye twitch before and I knew nothing good would come of it. I remember being slapped after that eye twitch. Ms. Sunshine over there, who I was surprised he was dating, was throwing in her loopy two cents. Michael was cuddling and kissing me in an sad attempt to make Prince jealous ,but I don't know why. Prince doesn't see me that way. At least not anymore.

"I fucked her." I dropped my fork. I couldn't believe my ears. I shot my eyes at Prince. Who was looking at Michael satisfied look on his face. I looked over at Michael and he had frozen mid bite.

"Who?" Michael asked, setting down his fork and from the tone of his voice he knew exactly what the answer was.

Prince nodded his head towards me. I gave him a shutup look. He only shrugged at me, and went back to eating his salmon. I put my hands over my mouth, to hold back any screaming or crying I would do. I didn't wanna cause a scene in this restaurant. The media would be all over it. Michael looked at me, threw his napkin on the table, and stormed out. I watched him walk all the way outside before turning my attention back to Prince.

"What the fuck is your problem?" I kicked him again.

"Snugglepuff what's going on?"

"Shutup bitch." I put my hand up in her face. "Why the hell would you say something like that?!" I turned my attention back to Prince.

"That self righteous asshole had it coming. He has the audacity to come in here thinking that he's better than me. Come on Jasmyn. Me?!? I can perform circles around his stale ass act. We get it Michael you can moonwalk. Do it in heels bitch." He took a bite of his food. I palmed my face, all I could think about was how much Michael is going to yell at me when we gets home and no amount of pouting will get me out of this one. Maybe sex? Nah that won't work either. I'll be lucky if he doesn't take this ring.

"You just ruined my relationship." I said kicking him again. He threw his utensils in frustration, the loud clang made a few people turn to look at us.

"Well maybe it wasn't that strong to begin with?" He said harshly. No sense or remorse in his eyes. I gasped at him and threw my napkin down.

"I'm leaving."

"Fine." he said dryly.

"Fine!" I shot back.

"Fine!!"

"Fine!!!"

"Fine." he said. We both squinted at each other.

"FINE" we yelled simultaneously.

"Maybe if you guys just -"

"NOT NOW!!" we both yelled at her and she put her arms up in surrender. Crossing our arms and we watched each other across the table. I pursed my lips and started pouting. He started mimicking me.

"Your a child."

"Your a child." he mocked me in a high voice.

"I don't sound like that..."

"I don't sound like that." He rolled his eyes at me, as if he had the right to be irritated. I groaned.

"I love you." he smiled. I scoffed and left the table.

I got in the limo and saw Michael sitting on the other side of me, looking out the window.