Trixie Mattel /City Lights Ain't Got Nothing On Country Lights

When Your In It A Minute Your Mine

I pottered around my house. I had finished all the laundry and all my clothes was freshly ironed and put away in the closets. But I still couldn't get Trixie off my mind. Why did she kiss me? It was very sudden and unexpected. I wasn't complaining but so many ideas filled my head as to why she did. I sat myself comfortably on the couch, putting my feet up. I found the remote and turned the volume up to listen to the music channel on the television. Just as I laid my head back on to pillow,  I heard the doorbell ring. Who the hell was that? I stepped up from the sofa promptly and scurried to the door. I opened it slowly, being skittish about who could be behind it. Was it Trixie?  Opening it steadily, my eyes glared back at an unfamiliar person stood on the doorstep holding a massive bouquet of flowers. They were neatly assembled in a vase in the persons hand. The vase was all different colours and was made up of colored glass in mosaic.

"Hi!" They said chirpily in a deep male voice.

"Um. Hello" I answered curiously.

"Miss (Y/N) (Y/S)?" They said again in a chipper tone.

"Yes, That is me." I said eyeing up the flowers in their hand. Who was that?

"These are for you?" They said extending their arms towards me. I couldn't see their face as the flowers were so big. Filled with roses, tulips, lilies, you name it. They smelt beautiful. I took the bouquet of flowers from the stranger and watched as they didn't utter another word and made their way down my driveway to a black van. Written on the side in white writing was what I guessed was the name of the florist "All In Bloom". I took a step back from the door and turned to re enter my house. Using my foot to kick the door closed behind me. I made my way to my living room. Placing the flowers on to the coffee table. I rubbed my fingers gently across the petals, the smell was overpowering. It was beautiful. Running my fingers across the petals I felt something hard. What's this? I pulled the object out that was hidden amongst the flowers leaves. It was a white cardboard card. On inspecting it closer there was a kiss mark staring back at me in bright pink lipstick. I felt the corners of my mouth curl in to a smile. Trixie. I giggled to myself as I looked back at the flowers. She got these for me? What for? Wasn't she certain she sent them to the right person? I shook my head playfully and placed the card back in to the bouquet. I better give her a text to say thank you. I fished my phone from my pocket and began to type.

 Message sent. 10:21am.  Morning Trixie! 😃 Thanks for the flowers. 💐 They really are stunning.🙈 I had a great night last night. Your set was incredible.🤩 X

I placed my phone back in to my pocket and gazed back at the flowers. I sighed with a smile. Was I growing feelings for her? My mind reeled with thoughts
Ding!
With all possible haste I took my mobile from my pocket and stared at the screen. Was it her ?
Message receieved:- 10:30am.  Have you had an accident that wasn't your fault? Have you been misold PPI. Contact us direct.
I tutted and rolled my eyes. Fucking scams. I stuffed my phone back in to my pocket and huffed like a pissed off school child on the play ground. Was I sure they were even from Trixie. Shit  What if it wasn't. What If she sent them to the wrong person? Or someone else has sent them to me? Feeling slightly dissapointed and worried I carried on finding things around the house to occupy myself. Time began to tick away and the night was coming to a beginning. I haven't heard from her all day. Was I a bad kisser? Maybe she realised what she did and regretted it? What ever the case, I can't stay in this house locked up with my thoughts. I'll hit one of the clubs in the town. That will take my mind off things. I pressed play on the radio and danced around my bedroom getting myself ready for a night on the town. Trying to get Trixie out of my mind was proving an impossible task. But I stood my ground and dressed myself in a tight red dress showing every inch of my curves. I wore red glittery shoes to match the outfit. Of course a lady can't go anywhere without a sequinned handbag. I took one last look in the mirror at how well perfected I was and took a selfie of myself. I uploaded it straight to social media. I rang a taxi to come and collect me and he drove me straight to on of the "best night clubs in town".  Well ,that's what he said. We pulled up outside the tallest, well lit building in the town.  Neon signs flashing everything. Music blaring theough the entrance doors. There were people scattered all over the pavement drinking and smoking. A few girls clung on to their boyfriends and people they just met. I hesitated in the taxi for a moment as I began to feel my nerves get the better of me. Do I really want to go? I am on my own. I always make bad desisions.
"You gerrin out love?" The taxi driver uttered.
"Yeah yeah" I said under my breath. I clambered from the seat on to the pavement, shutting my door and handing the driver  my taxi fare through his open window. He gave a friendly nod and sped off down the road. I turned around and looked up at the building. Here we go.