Short Stories

Makeup

  Finally, my 2 hours of trying to get my makeup right has paid of! My boyfriend says he doesn't need me to wear makeup when I'm with him, hut I do it anyways because I enjoy the me time I get out of it. I also love the way it looks in the end. The satisfaction of having it look so good just makes me so happy!
  Anyways, me and Adam aren't doing much today. He said he wanted to have a picnic with a couple of friends in the park, so I went with a more natural look.
  *knock, knock* There he is!
  "Hi Adam!" I hug him and smile, happy that we are together once more.
  "Hey Courtney!" he hugs me back and when we I pull away I see him smile... but then I see the smile turn into a frown.
  "What's wrong, why are you frowning?" I start having a mini panic attack thinking that something happened.
  "Nothing, its just...you're wearing makeup...to the park"
  I start to laugh before I realize that he's being serious. "I mean, yeah, what's wrong with that?"
  "Babe, I already told you that you don't need to wear make-up to look beutiful,"
  "I know but-" I'm cut off by him stepping closer and cupping my face in his hands.
  "Shh, it's all right" before I realize what's happening, I feel his thumb go on my eyebrow and he slides it off, taking my eyebrow makeup with it.
  I'm quite. Shocked. Flabergasted. Perplexed. Discombobulated.
  "Did you...and...with...eyebrow..." I'm at a loss for words. I don't know what to say to convey how I feel.
  "It's ok, you don't have to thank me" he says this as if he just gave me the biggest favor in the world.
  After he says this, I come out of my trance and am just about ready to explode. "Thank you? You think I want to thank you?!" I feel my face turning read and my voice increasing in volume. "Do you know how long it took me to get that to be the way it was?! I don't do this for you, I do this for me!" he looks so shocked at my words, as if I just said I kill babies as a pass time.
  "I don't understand, I thought you would like that."
  "What could have possibly made you think that I would like you taking off makeup that took me at least half an hour to perfect?"
  "I've told you you don't have to do that for me"
  "I already said it wasn't for you! I do this because I enjoy it, not because you do!" I start pacing around trying to calm myself, then I realize what I have to do before I start to loose my voice. "I need you to leave"
  He's shocked. Maybe as shocked as I was when he rubbed off my make-up. "Leave? You want me to leave?"
  "Yes. Just until I calm down so I don't just scream at you, instead of talk" I start walking towards him and push him to the door.
  "Ok, I understand" he starts mkving, making it easier for me to push him. He says one last thing before I shut the door. "Don't forget I love you"
  I press my back against the door and slide until I'm sitting down. What am I going to do with him?