A Good Day For Love To Die

“I’M DONE PARKER! DONE! NOW, GET OUT OF MY BLOODY SIGHT AND I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN!” I yelled, who cares if the whole pub actually heard it.

“Babe, c’mon, babe listen. It’s not what you think it is,” Tom pleaded, almost desperately.

“RIGHT, BECAUSE I’M THE BLIND ONE HERE? WE’RE DONE, YOU HEAR ME? OVER!” my voice; still uncontrollably high.

“LET GO OF ME!” as Tom tried to grab my wrist.

It wasn’t the first time that I caught him with some other random girl making out at a pub so I wouldn’t consider myself being irrational. In fact, this was already the fifth time. The two years we were together, what did it even mean to him? I was not going to let him see my tears so I shook off his grip and stormed out of the pub. I heard him yelling my name and running after me but I kept weaving through the crowded streets of Manchester. I didn’t stop until I reached the familiar street, down my best friend’s apartment.

“Oh that douche! I’m so gonna kill him!” my best friend, Lea, gritted as he pulled me into a hug soon as she opened the door.

“Don’t bother. I dumped him,” I choked back tears.

I heard Lea muttered, “Finally,”

“Babe, you know you’re allowed to cry, right? Stop pretending it doesn’t hurt you even if it’s not the first time,” Lea said, matter-of-factly, as she sat me down in the living room and headed to the kitchen.

That were probably the words my tear ducts had to hear before all hell broke loose. By the time Lea came out of the kitchen with two cups of tea and a whole container of Ben and Jerry’s, my eyes were red and puffy from the crying.

“Feel better?” Lea asked as she handed me a spoon.

“No … not really… I mean what is there in those girls?” I asked, still sobbing and already digging in the ice cream container.

“I don’t know… what I know is what they don’t have. And what they don’t have is respect for others relationships,” Lea replied, rolling her eyes.

“I don’t know … maybe… maybe I should forgive him,” I mumbled as I sipped a bit of tea.

“DON’T YOU DARE!” Lea’s voice suddenly rose, making me almost drop the cup of tea.

I looked down, tears filling my eyes all over again. I didn’t know what to do. I love Tom, I know I did but what he was doing to me, oh it broke my heart. In the two years we were in a relationship, we only broke up once after he cheated on me the second time. Despite Lea’s warnings, we patched things up again. Then, after we patched up, there were the events that he made out with some other girl and slept with another but I closed an eye for it all. I thought it would make him see that I was nice despite his loyalty issues but tonight, tonight was just the final straw for it all.

I saw it in Lea, the moment she opened her door and pulled me in for a hug. It was written all over her face, “I told you so,” but she didn’t say it out loud. And that was probably why she’s my best friend.

We spent the rest of the night eating ice cream and most of the conversation that took place was about how Lea wanted to kill Tom.

“Erny, things are going to get better. I know it will. It’ll take time but you’ll be okay because you’ve got me,” Lea said, almost sleepily as the sun crept in between her curtains.

 We dozed off on the couch. I fell asleep with a certain dark-haired, roman-nosed, hazel-eyed guy haunting my dreams. Or should I now call them nightmares.