I got back home tired and beaten up. The bus ride was terrible, a respective controller's truck forgot to put salt on the icy sidewalks - yep i felt it right on my ass., but my ego was bruised more. To my surprise - my mother was not home. I went to my room.
I did not take a shower - I basically felt asleep. My cell phone woke me up around eighth p.m. It was Camille - I answered. She said Sorry like ten times - she met some guy - again and lost the track of the time.
"Did you enjoy your stay?" She asked. I got off my bed and walked to get my rope.
"It was cool..Thanks for the room."
"I heard you missed your bus.." I'm wondering how she knows.."I feel soo bad Michaela..I promise, I will make it up to you.."
I did not care if she will or not..I cared about Max - did he tell her about us? - Well there are really no Us.
"It was very kind of Max to help me out." I threw the hook into the water.
"I know..Isn't he the Prince Charming? I don't know what I would do without him in my life.."
The small red flag popped out in my head. "Are you two close?" I was standing in front of my closet holding my rope in one hand and my cell in another..waiting for some info. Camille laughed..
'..you know how it is..oh...wait..I have another call..i call you back...bye..' She hanged up. I put my rope on and walked out of my room. My mom was home already. She was sitting at the sofa watching some chick flick with cup of ice-cream and with box of kleenex.
"Hi Mom," I passed her by on my way to the fridge.
"Hey Sweetie, how was your interview?" She asked without putting her eyes off from the Tv. That was the moment when I knew she really did not care about my interview.
"It was o.k." I skipped all stories about gay Adam, hotel room and sex with Max..I liked the way it rhymed. I took some brie and tomatoes out of the fridge. "What are you watching?"
"P.S. I love you.."
"Is it good?"
"I'm on my second box of the kleenex.."
I fixed my plate and sat next to her..We watched it for some time..It was cute movie..When we got to the scene on the boat I looked at my mom.
"Vanda got engaged." My mom put the empty cup of ice-cream on the table.
"Really? To that Jerk?Poor girl..She said yes without being tortured?" We both laughed. My mom west teaching Vanda's fiancee once -so she knew what he is about..
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That Bitch..
रोमांसI was not born a bitch, i became one..thanks to you.. He pulled my hair back, i felt his breath on my neck.."You like to play, huh?" I whispered feeling his desire..He looked in my eyes..I could see the fire in his eyes.."..than you will cry." I sai...
