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Bonnie It's sad that I have to do this today. But as I promised myself I am going to break up with him and I want to do that as gently as possible. I'm not sure about his reaction. I hope he begs me to stay. A little at least. It's Friday evening, I'm home the same time that I always come home on a Friday, a little after 6. I hear some noises from our two bedroom apartment. And for the first time today my heart leaps with excitement, may be, just may be, he didn't forget. I open the door to see a scene very much similar to a frat party. As I enter the hall I realise a few things at once, a. It's going a be a pain in ass to clean up afterwards b. It's definitely not what I thinking it was c. There are a bunch of friends and strangers in a place I don't associate with home anymore d. He's right there, doing absolutely nothing Jeremy Gilbert is my 25 year old boyfriend, he's two years younger but he acted mature when we met. My biggest mistake was taking him at his face value. Cute and disciplined, that's what I thought when I met him at a common friend's party. We instantly clicked. We've been in relationship for about two years now (excluding the dating period) and right this second I just UNCLICKED. I'm done. That's what keeps beeping in my mind. As I put my keys in the bowl at the T.V table. He glances at me briefly and goes back to watching some game and drinking beer. I sigh. It's a deep one. I can't hold back any longer or else I'll burst. I get to him and say, "Jeremy we need to talk" "So talk" "Can we go inside?" "Here is fine" "It's something personal jer, let's go inside and talk" "We'll do that after the party, okay? Drop it right now" I'm going to probably fuck this up now, I pick up the remote and pause the music. "Okay everybody, the party's over. You can head home now" "What the fuck Bonnie, Nobody's going. It's my house and I'm having this fucking party today" "Did you forget that it's my house too? Didn't you think to ask me before throwing a party at OUR house?" "So what? I don't do that regularly?" "It's third time this month" "What's your point? I pay for the beer and food" "And I pay the rent and electricity bills" "You had to bring that up, didn't you?" "It was you who started it. Anyways how many of these people you actually know?" "What the hell is your problem Bonnie, I know everyone here" Pointing at Andrew I ask Jeremy, "What's his name?" "I know him he... he's Matthew" "Nope, Andrew" I point in another direction and ask him again, "Who's he?" "That's Will", it sounded more like a question than an answer. "Nope again, he's Jim" "Why are you being a bitch?" "Wow, so I'm a bitch now?" "Yes you are", now he sounds sad. "Look I'm just trying to show you that how pointless these parties are. You don't even know their names to begin with" "Was that really important enough to bring up now in front of all these people?" "No it really wasn't required and I was not going to talk about the party too. I wanted to tell you that I'm breaking up with you and I'd be moved out by the end of the weekend" He was shocked. He didn't expect that. But I don't know what was shocking about it? Our relationship has ran its course. There was no love to began with but now there's no passion, understanding or respect either. Why the heck was I wasting my time? Because he's cute, my brain answers. Yeah of course. "Just like that? Why would you break up so so.... out of the blue?" "What's today Jer?" "It's Friday?" "And?" "It's 25th June?" "It's my birthday Jer" He swallows and looks down guiltily.
