F*ck Me Pumps

Stuck on Stupid.

The sun glazed outside Beau's window, begging for her to wake up. Beau's eye's slowly opened as she moaned, wanting more sleep, but once she was woken she wouldn't be able to succumb to the slumber again.

Beau pulled back her offensively, loud, bright yellow duvet; and emerged from the comfort of her own cloud of a bed. She reached over to grab her Iphone as she yawned.

Beau was half-expecting to see her screen light up with a good morning text from Parker. She smiled once she realized what went down yesterday, and the smile faded as realization set in that she may never see the texts again.

She dismissed the thought with a shake of her head, and placed the phone back on the night stand. Beau wasn't going to stress herself over a situation that wouldn't have benefited either party. They would of just seen each other for a few more months, and the flame would of died down making them regret starting the relationship from jump street.

Beau giggled, why was she letting this 'break-up' affect her? She thought she made it crystal clear by NOT introducing him to Christopher, as her boyfriend.

Beau picked up her toothbrush and begin squeezing toothpaste from the slender tube and onto her toothbrush.

But where the hell did Parker get off calling her a slut?! In the comfort of her on home too? The man had nerve!

"Shit." Beau jumped when she saw the toothpaste overflowing from the toothbrush and making a nice little swirl pile at the bottom of her wash basin.

"Fuck!" Beau tossed the uncapped tube on the counter and ran water on the pile of toothpaste, making it disappear.

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"Fuchsia or Yellow?" Robin held up two long cocktail dresses.

Parker inwardly groaned and looked up from Angry Birds.

"Yellow." His eyes quickly darted back to the game.

Robin nodded and looked back at the two ruched, organza, A-line Bosom, floor length dresses. Her eyes slowly bounced back and forth looking at the identical dresses, as if she stared at them long enough, a difference would pop out, guiding her to make her choice.

Parker exited Angry Birds when he received a text message.

'I still exist you know.'

He smiled a Levi's text and looked up at Robin who's eyebrows were furrowed in concentration over the two dresses. They were the same dresses! Why couldn't she have picked one so they could get out of the fucking store? He exhaled and replied to the text.

'You sound like a clingy bitch, little bitch.'

Parker was about to start a new game when another message emerged onto the screen with a pop noise.

'I do?! Shit! I'm doing it wrong! How's this?.. I will not be ignored!'

Guffawing, Parker held his phone tightly in his hand and doubled over. A few minutes he settled down long enough to reply.

'Now you sound like a crazy ex-gf stalker.'

'I'm doing it right then.. You didn't get a new best friend did you? :('

Parker frowned.

'No, You know you're the only one for me.. I mean that in the most heterosexual way possible.'

'Sureeee. Well, if that isn't it? What is it? OH I know! That girl!'

'What girl?' Parker knew who he was talking about.

'You know what girl! Michelle.'

'Her real name is Beau.'

'How the hell did she get Michelle from Beau?'