F*ck Me Pumps

Boys like you.

Christopher smiled, and Beau looked at him expectantly.

"Hellooo?" Beau waited for him to say something.

When he didn't speak, Beau sighed and moved to close the door.

"Beau, wait.." Christopher pleaded, Beau paused and stared at him. The emotion that was clearly written on his face was tugging at her heart, hard. She stopped the door and leaned against it. His usually clean-shaved face sported something similar to a five-o'clock shadow. Although he was clearly unruly, his outfit didn't show it, he wore his usual GQ suit, this one pinstriped.

She tore her eyes away from his body and looked at her neighbor's door behind him, sighing, she spoke quietly, "What do you want Christopher?"

He remained silent for a moment, then replied, " I want you-"

Beau shifted her weight and kissed her teeth, " Christopher-"

"No, Beau! Hear me out-" He advanced towards her with his arms out.

Beau shook her head and held up her hand to stop his advance, she spoke with venom, "Christopher, where's your WIFE?"

He stopped and hung his head, dropping his arms," I don't love her."

Beau opened her mouth to say something, but stopped when she realized she had nothing to say, what could she say.

Silence surrounded the two, a small gust of wind flew by, making Beau cross her arms.

"I- You." Beau started, but stopped when she saw her neighbor walking upstairs, " Hey Chuck."

"Hey Beau." The older man shifted his groceries in his arms, feeling the tension in the air.

"Christopher. " Beau stepped aside and let Christopher pass into the living room. She smiled at Chuck, as she began to close the door.

" Beau. Is everything alright?" Chuck questioned.

Beau smiled meekly," Oh Chuck, you know me, I always have problems." She closed the door and took a deep breath before sitting next door Christopher, making sure to keep her distance.

" Beau, I'm sorry-"

Beau rolled her eyes, "Christopher!"

" No, Beau. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have treated you that way."

" Shouldn't you be apologizing to your wife?" Beau asked incredulously," I was the other women, not her."

" Beau I-I just want us back together. I know we can make it, we can work it out."

Beau rubbed her temples before taking another breath and resting her forearms on her thighs.

"Chris, you're married, or at least engaged, go home to your wife."

" I can't get married to her! Dammit Beau!" Christopher stood up frustrated," I don't love her."

"Look Christopher! That's not my problem-"

" I never loved her!"

Beau looked at him, like he was crazy," Christopher, what the hell are you talking about, you proposed to her, you must have loved her once."

"Well I didn't, I never did." Christopher added quietly, sitting back down on the couch.

" After you and I finished dating, I met her." Christopher said.

Beau never even bothered telling him that the weeks that they were messing around after bar tending school, was far from dating to her.

" I slept with her once, and to my luck, she ended up pregnant. I wanted her to get rid of it, we only knew each other for a couple of days! But she was against it, saying it went against her morals. For some dumb ass reason, I got the brilliant idea of proposing to her; as soon as she accepted I knew I had made a mistake. But it was too late. I was stuck with someone I didn't love."