Legally Blonde

Serious

Marron stepped out of her ride. The blonde stared in awe at the colored fountains adorned with statues of lions standing with pride over her. Marron looked down to her pink stilettos catching sight of the beautifully cut marble at the entrance of the restaurant. The warm glow of the chandelier doused the blonde in a golden light. Then, she saw him.

Cash.

Marron's azure-colored eyes looked at the man who held her heart. His dark brown hair tousled effortlessly to the side. His brooding green eyes staring at her beneath the strands of hair. Marron could feel her breath being sucked out of her at the sight of the man. "God...he's so hot," Marron thought, as she gave him an inviting smile. His hand outstretched for Marron to hold. She slipped her fingers between his. "Cash..."

"Mar-Bear," the taller man greeting, guiding the blonde inside. "Reservation for Cashew The Third," he stated plainly. Watching the woman take two menu's and show them to their seats.

On their way to her seat Marron took note of the beautiful decoration inside. The level of luxury was unlike anything Marron had ever seen. They were seated by Koi ponds, bustling with life and artificial palms swaying to the beat of a Spanish guitar. Marron watched the fish trail across the pond causing her to grace a smile upon her lips.

Cash sighed, his hand out-stretched to hold the blonde's. Marron's cheeks flushed as the soft texture of his skin against her's. She flicked her eyes gleaming with flirtatious intention. "Cash, babe, thank you for all of this," she began, "I've never been in a restaurant as beautiful as this."

A waitress stopped by, a smile graced her face at the sight of the two. "Is this lovely couple ready to order?"

Marron's eyes widened. She was so stressed over the impending engagement, she didn't realize she hadn't taken a glance at the menu. She looked over to Cash who slid the the menu over to the waitress. "Two Shrimp platters and champagne."

Marron quirked her brow at the sudden order, but he saw as the waitress shuffled away. She watched as his green eyes lingered on the woman, almost as if waiting for something.

Cash sighed, pulling his hand away from Marron's. "Mar, I think we both know why we're here," Cash began, as he got up and walked up to the blonde's side, kneeling down.

Marron's eyes widened, she could feel her heartbeat race at his movement. It's happening, Marron thought. What hand would she show him? Are her nails ready? Cash chuckled at her sudden demure demeanor. "I never thought I'd bring myself to say this with you looking...so beautiful," Cash dragged his words as he picked up Marron's hand. Prompting the blonde's porcelain cheeks to flush . "I can't keep...messing around, it's time to get serious with you, baby."

Marron nodded, a smile staying on her face, "I completely agree and accept this decision."

"You know my dream of being a senator, babe?" Cash began, both of his hands clasped around Marron's. "I think it's time for me to start focusing on straightening out my life...stabilizing," Cash said, his eyes averting from Marron's. Cash smiled, planting a kiss on the blonde's cheek. To Marron, the man smelled like such a dream that

"Ever since I was a kid, my life has been planned out by my mom and dad," Cash continued, "go to West City University, get my degree and continue my family's legacy."

Marron nodded, her hand clasped over her boyfriend, "West City University is so far, babe."

Cash cocked his head and gave a unknowing nod, "it's nothing like ECU." Cash awkwardly rubbed the back of his head as he backed into his seat, "this is where out lives begin, but here's the thing..."

Marron's smile broke at the sound of his voice, "what...?"

"I don't know how to fit you in," Cash muttered under his breath. The brown-haired man hoped his girlfriend didn't hear the words that slipped through his lips.

Marron slammed her perfectly-manicured hands against the clothed table, "fit me in!"

Cash placed his hands up defensively at the sudden ire of his girlfriend. "I just think maybe..." Cash droned on, "we should break up."

"What?!" Marron's out-raged voice shook the restaurant. Her ire broke into a silent sob, "I...I thought you were," her breathing hitched as she began to wipe her tears. "I thought you were proposing."

Cash's eyes flew open as he began to chuckle awkwardly as the blonde drew even more attention to the two. "Come on Marron, we both know this wasn't going to work..." Cash coaxed stroking her shoulder gently. "I can't become senator with someone who dresses classy and not so...tacky."

Marron dropped her jaw at her now ex-boyfriend's word. Tacky? She was wearing a luxury brand. But what did he know? With the copious amount of money he garnered from generational wealth, he still couldn't name three designers off the top of his head. The blonde suppressed another whimper behind her glossed lips. The acute pain that struck her eyes prompted the blonde to look up to the skylights. Marron wished she could enjoy the beautiful sky but the only thing she could focus on was the audacity he had.

She sucked in her breath. "How dare you..." the blonde seethed. "You invite me out to the nicest restaurants in the city," she choked out,"to break up with me?"

Cash gave a half-hearted shrug, his face nearly unemotional. If it wasn't for the slight twinge of embarrassment struck across his face. Cash could feel the eyes of hundreds drilling into his skin. "M-Mare-bear," Cash stuttered out as he reached out to touch her shoulder. But Marron flicked her shoulder away.

"I am leaving," Marron stated. Her nose stuck up with as much pride as she could muster and began to walk away from the table. As soon as she was away from Cash's field of vision she began to let her tears stream wildly down her cheeks. She bust through the glass-doors of the restaurant, running as far as she could from the premises. In her flee, Marron felt a snap beneath her. She tumbled to the cement, scraping her arm in the process. As the blonde craned her head towards the floor she took note of the broken heel.

She groaned.

From her bag, Marron pulled out her phone to order a cab. She hugged her knees as she wiped the streaked mascara residue on her skin.

The disheveled Marron walked through the doors of the sorority. greeted by balloons and the cheer of excitable college girls. But it all died down as they noticed the blonde's utter state of desperation. With her broken heel in her hand, she chucked it towards the floor and sunk into a fit of incoherent sobs.

The girls idly sat around the blonde. No words were necessary to explain what happened to the blonde. Dahlia wrapped an arm around Marron. Pink fingernails raking Marron's disheveled hair into a more controlled mane. Azure eyes that were once filled with happiness glanced outward. They took note of the arrangement the girls had put together. Balloons, ribbons, pastries and Marron's favorite cake flavor: strawberry. The kindness overwhelmed Marron, as hugged as man as she could.

"I love you guys."