Thin Line

Chapter One

Fucking hell!.I have been waiting for the past 2 hours for a stupid stranger, already on my 4th cup of coffee. I am already so fucking angry, I think it'd be best if the bastard doesn't show his face again, if he wants to leave with his complete appendage. I opened my phone, and saw that the time was already reading 6:15 pm, well I was patient enough.
I dropped my phone back on the table and picked up my cup of coffee, the heavenly smell calming me a little as I scanned my surrounding once again. I had picked my favorite Cafe, restaurant and library for my supposed "date", and I was really grateful for not picking an overly expensive or private place. Quiet was just that, quiet, offering a wide selection of their cafe/restaurant /library, depending on what you want. No matter how crowded it might be, it still had a peaceful and solitary feeling, where you could relax and get away from the stress and bustle of the city. I was a regular, and knew most of the staff including Ashleigh, the owner, who comes to my boutique almost every day. She keeps complaining about me tempting her with the selections of clothes I bring to the boutique, saying she could never go in without getting at least a bagful of items, which was exactly my goal when I decided to open it.
Faze was one of my best accomplishments, having opened it a year after college. In all my 21 years of living, I truly felt I was worth something after all.
It had been tough, fending for myself throughout college, working several jobs, just so I could save enough money, and immediately I finished school, I got connected with a top notch fashion designer who said I was recommended by someone. The pay was really awesome, and within a year, I had saved up enough money to buy a space in a really nice neighborhood for my boutique and hit it off almost immediately. I had gotten interviews and reviews from various magazines and newspapers which helped boost my boutique, of course with help from my best friend Karen , who had used her influence as a top supermodel to push my store and myself into the limelight of the fashion world.
My phone ringing brought me out of my thoughts, the name appearing on the screen causing me to smile. Just who I was thinking of.
Putting my ipods on, I picked up, and almost cringed when I heard her loud voice.
"hey Chris, fuck I'm so sorry. I didn't think it would turn out like this and that fucking fool wouldn't show. I swear I'm going to wring out his fucking balls until every last bit of testosterone comes out". I could hear the remorse in her voice, and I almost felt sorry for her which was weird, seeing as I was the one that was stood up. I knew she'd put this on herself and would be feeling guilty. So trying to cheer her up, I laughed saying
"well I believe we've achieved one thing today, you blowing up my eardrums. Seriously Karen, I sometimes think you have a microphone lodged in your throat ". It seemed to work as she started laughing at my joke.
" crazy girl. I thought you'd be mad at me for hooking you up with a jerkbag. I feel so bad and guilty "
" hey don't be"i said. Trying to reassure her, I added " it's not your fault he decided his pride was a way better fuck than I am. It's his loss, I was so ready to get fucked into oblivion. It's been long enough".
"God Chris, spare me the details " I could hear the cringe in her voice and laughter in the background. Already knowing who it was, I said
" hey Lucian, you owe me for suggesting this dick head to me. I mean really, I'm not sporting desperate on my forehead, am I?? "
" I'm really sorry Chris, I really don't know why he didn't show. I tried calling him several times today but it was going straight to voice-mail. I suspect he got called in for an emergency, though he told me he had a free day". He said, his gruff voice sounding pleading. God I loved both of this people so much, they were practically my only family, apart from my two cats and weed of course.
"hey don't worry about it Lucian, I know you guys are just worried about me, and I appreciate your concern"
"alright dear, let me give the phone back to your friend, she's already putting on her pouting face " he said, handing the phone back to his wife. I heard a little shuffling, before she said" well what are you gonna do now Chris, it's kinda getting late over there if I'm not mistaken ". It really wasn't late, but I knew she wouldn't listen if I told her that, so I said instead
" well kinda, I just wanna finish my coffee and I'll be on my way. Besides I'm missing my two fur babies already, and it's time for their dinner. I don't think Mrs Reaves would be able to feed them properly. I probably just watch some episode of teen wolf, smoke a joint and then go to bed".
"what about dinner, aren't you eating anything for dinner? "
" probably not, I don't really have an appetite and this caffeine just made it worse "
" Chris... " I could hear the concern in her voice, so I quickly said
" hey I'm okay, I ate breakfast and lunch so I'm fine "." You guys should already be back from your honeymoon, I mean seriously, 3 months is a long time for just a honeymoon. I'm starting to think you do want to start a family already, even though you say you don't ". I could hear her laughing, and was glad my diversion worked.
" don't worry Chris, you'll see us sooner than you think. I love you bat head, take care of yourself and my two god cats. Drive safely "
" I will and I love you too" I said, before hanging up, a small smile on my lips. The both of them were the most caring people I've ever met, and they suited themselves perfectly, you could almost see the love flowing between them.
I sometimes wondered if I'd ever fall in love again, and shaked my head from the thought. Love only made you weak and broken and vulnerable. It wasn't something I care for anymore, not now, not in the future, never.