To Hell With You

Part 1

I open my eyes and glance at my alarm clock on the windowsill. I just had the strangest dream ever and I really need a drink. Yes, I am aware that it is 8 am in the morning but come onnnn, if you woke up from a dream in which your girlfriend had just broken up with you, I can assure you that you would need a drink too, so quit the judging. I get up way too quickly, get a headrush, and drag myself to the kitchen. My cat Loki brushes against my foot while I pour myself that drink. I never looked at the label and only notice mid gulp that I just poured myself a huge glass of Bacardi. Eugh. Well, who gives a shit. I knock it down in two swallows.

My phone vibrates. "Hey babe, don't you dare forget about our date later ❤". I laugh, jesus, Mercedes thinks I'm stupid. "Can't wait ;)", I reply, already forgetting about that bad dream I had. We're thinking of getting some takeaway pizza and then going down to the Darquet Crosswait, which is the most beautiful river you can imagine. Like for real, it's like heaven. It's also only accessible through my backyard, which is great because it means that we're always alone when we go there.

Three hours later I'm on my way to Mercedes' favorite pizza place, PIZZZA. I check my makeup for the last time before I get off the train and walk right into a girl with a wavy pink layered long bob haircut (lmao sorry, but that's what it's called apparently) staring at her phone, who mumbles "Idiot", as we both part ways.

"Saraaaaaaaaa" a voice shouts from like ten centimeters behind me, causing me to instantly hold my hands over my ears because seriously, I would like to keep my ability to hear. I laugh and turn around. "Good morning babe. I missed youuuuuu", I smile while I hug her and that nice smell of roses, that her clothes always smell like, drifts into my nose. I close my eyes while I rest my chin on her shoulder. "You ok?", Mercedes asks me with a half-raised eyebrow. "Yup. Just happy to be finally reunited with my girlfriend again, after five looong days without you", I say while Mercedes asks, "Was it that bad?". I fake-sulk, say "YES! Now let's get some pizza" and she kisses me.

We're on our way outside, with three huge boxes of pizza blocking both our views when Mercedes asks "So what did you do while I was gone?". I slept, watched a lot of Netflix and unsuccessfully searched for a job, so lots of productive stuff. Sike. "Not much, and I still haven't found a job!", I complain while looking into her beautiful green-grayish eyes. We get to her car, I get into the passenger seat (Bottoms don't drive! 😂) and put the warm pizza boxes onto my lap. "Well, I had a successful meeting with Mr. Goodwin, the guy from Wenhew Inc. who's in charge of the design department, and he liked the ideas for the new logo that I showed him!", she tells me and I kiss her. She has her own little graphic design company called Holston Design and she's about to get a job for this really well-paying company in Atlanta.

We arrive at my house and I open the gate. We walk through my garden to the other side of my house, all the way through the woods, down to the Darquet Crosswait. "Shit, I forgot to bring a blanket", I realize. "Who cares, it's a dry summer afternoon and we can just sit on my jacket", Mercedes replies and places the pizzas neatly on the ground so she can unknot her jacket from around her waist. I open the boxes and look at the still slightly steaming pizza, sigh, and sit down next to her. We stare at the clear blue water and I still can't believe that this is actually my property.

It's already dark when we finally get up and head towards my house. "You stayin' over?", I ask Mercedes. "Sure thing". We reach the house and I can hear Loki clawing at a tree nearby. "Oh yeah, Noah has to go to Charlotte for work next week so he'll probably be staying at mine for a couple of days," she tells me. "Cool!". Mercedes' brother Noah works for a logistics company up in Montreal and sometimes stays over when he goes on work trips. We enter my house and I realize I forgot to clean this whole mess, also known as my living room. "Omg", Mercedes gasps and laughs. "Oops", I say, as I try to kick a couple of t-shirts that are lying astray on the ground onto a heap. "Well I can see you really didn't do much while I was gone", she laughs and piles up all the books on the kitchen counter, places them onto a chair and sits herself onto the counter. (I can feel the ability to write in English fading 😂) I push myself onto the counter and sit next to her. "It's nice to be back", she sighs, "Even with this mess". I grin and she rests her head on my shoulder. I close my eyes for a couple of seconds and think about how lucky I am to have this amazing girlfriend.

Thank you for reading the first part of my story! I'm gonna continue uploading parts soon as I have a lot of time now #coronaholidays