Often times, one of the easiest things in our minds to accept is an assumption we make that will only later turn out to be wrong. Sure, it may be something that sounds ridiculous when spoken aloud, but just running through your thoughts, picturing and visualizing it playing out, this is the only possible explanation. This can be taken as a mistake of the untrained mind, or the beginning steps into insanity.
I found myself charging out the door and toward my car, just after I'd clocked out from work. Today was a complete disaster, both with everything in the kitchen, as well as dealing with customers. The greatest nightmare scenario of a fast food worker. It left me running without a single glance back before returning to my car.
I got in the driver's seat and slumped back to catch my breath. I was thankful, and actually considering myself lucky, for the fact that I got out of work when I did. My feet were starting to ache and my body felt about ready to give out on me. I've seen them forcing people to work in those situations while going through far worse.
After getting home, I made my way over to my boyfriend, whom was sitting on the couch and watching television. I couldn't quite tell what was on, possibly some kind of show about werewolves. He has an odd obsession with them, which is why he opted to get a dog.
I cuddled up to him, resting my head on his shoulder. I felt him nudge me. Was he trying to push me off of him?
"What's wrong, hun?" I asked, sitting up.
"I'm sorry, it just hasn't been a good day," he explained. "I just want to be left alone."
I eyed him up and down. He said that having me next to him always made him feel better, so why would he push me away? I went back to leaning against him. Once again, he pushed me away.
"This is why I wanted you to work longer, you're so clingy," he grumbled.
I was appalled by what he said. A part of me said that he didn't mean it, but it feels like a part of him wants to end things. I sat down next to him, making sure I wasn't touching him. This prompted him to stand straight up and turn to me.
"I think we need to take a break." he said
"What did I do?" I demanded. "I was respecting your boundaries. You said you wanted me to let go of you, so I'm just sitting here."
"Yes, but I know that further down the line you're going to slide over and put your arm around me, you always do it," he replied.
I jumped up in front of him, angered. "Fine, I'll go to my room and spend the rest of my time alone," I told him, fire behind my words. "I had a bad day too, I just wanted to be with my boyfriend."
I stomped off to my room and locked the door behind me. I waited and listened to see if he would follow, but the only sound I could hear beyond the door was the television. I walked over and slumped down in bed, fighting back tears. Does he not love me anymore?
I pulled out my phone and searched up love spells. I wasn't exactly a believer in witchcraft, but it was by best shot in getting him to love me again. I ended up finding this spell that involves a piece of fudge. I knew he liked chocolate. Even if it didn't work, at least he'd appreciate the free food.
After placing the order, I unlocked the door and fell asleep, hoping he would come in and I'd wake up with his arms around me.
The next day came and went, not a sign of affection from him at all. The fight we had the other night must have really messed with him. He's been avoiding me all day and has been late coming home. This simply made my mind go someplace different, was he seeing someone else?
The package came far sooner than I'd expected. It was a simple brown box, the inside containing the piece of fudge that was heavily covered in plastic wrap. Next to the plastic wrapped chocolate, there sat a piece of paper with a few lines of text on it. I looked it over. It held some words that needed chanted, as well as the simple instruction of, whoever eats the chocolate, you and that person will fall madly in love with each other.
I unwrapped the chocolate and began to chant the words. I figured I could do this now and get it out of the way, so that when he came home I wouldn't have to do that in front of the fudge.
It didn't take too long before he walked through the door. He was carrying a bouquet of roses and a smile pasted on his face.
"I'm sorry about the other day and I want to take you to see a movie," he said as he gladly made his way to me. He looked down at the paper I had in my hand and the fudge on the counter.
I explained to him what I was doing. He chuckled at it and hugged me. "Babe, you don't need a spell to make me fall in love with you,"
We left the fudge behind, tossed the paper in the trash, and left the house for our date.
About halfway into the movie, we weren't exactly watching it anymore, for our lips never left each other.
I suddenly began to have thoughts about his dog. Why was I thinking so much about his dog? That's when it hit me, we left the chocolate on the counter. We forgot about the dog. Did he eat the chocolate? I didn't care, I just want to hurry home to the dog.
I found myself charging out the door and toward my car, just after I'd clocked out from work. Today was a complete disaster, both with everything in the kitchen, as well as dealing with customers. The greatest nightmare scenario of a fast food worker. It left me running without a single glance back before returning to my car.
I got in the driver's seat and slumped back to catch my breath. I was thankful, and actually considering myself lucky, for the fact that I got out of work when I did. My feet were starting to ache and my body felt about ready to give out on me. I've seen them forcing people to work in those situations while going through far worse.
After getting home, I made my way over to my boyfriend, whom was sitting on the couch and watching television. I couldn't quite tell what was on, possibly some kind of show about werewolves. He has an odd obsession with them, which is why he opted to get a dog.
I cuddled up to him, resting my head on his shoulder. I felt him nudge me. Was he trying to push me off of him?
"What's wrong, hun?" I asked, sitting up.
"I'm sorry, it just hasn't been a good day," he explained. "I just want to be left alone."
I eyed him up and down. He said that having me next to him always made him feel better, so why would he push me away? I went back to leaning against him. Once again, he pushed me away.
"This is why I wanted you to work longer, you're so clingy," he grumbled.
I was appalled by what he said. A part of me said that he didn't mean it, but it feels like a part of him wants to end things. I sat down next to him, making sure I wasn't touching him. This prompted him to stand straight up and turn to me.
"I think we need to take a break." he said
"What did I do?" I demanded. "I was respecting your boundaries. You said you wanted me to let go of you, so I'm just sitting here."
"Yes, but I know that further down the line you're going to slide over and put your arm around me, you always do it," he replied.
I jumped up in front of him, angered. "Fine, I'll go to my room and spend the rest of my time alone," I told him, fire behind my words. "I had a bad day too, I just wanted to be with my boyfriend."
I stomped off to my room and locked the door behind me. I waited and listened to see if he would follow, but the only sound I could hear beyond the door was the television. I walked over and slumped down in bed, fighting back tears. Does he not love me anymore?
I pulled out my phone and searched up love spells. I wasn't exactly a believer in witchcraft, but it was by best shot in getting him to love me again. I ended up finding this spell that involves a piece of fudge. I knew he liked chocolate. Even if it didn't work, at least he'd appreciate the free food.
After placing the order, I unlocked the door and fell asleep, hoping he would come in and I'd wake up with his arms around me.
The next day came and went, not a sign of affection from him at all. The fight we had the other night must have really messed with him. He's been avoiding me all day and has been late coming home. This simply made my mind go someplace different, was he seeing someone else?
The package came far sooner than I'd expected. It was a simple brown box, the inside containing the piece of fudge that was heavily covered in plastic wrap. Next to the plastic wrapped chocolate, there sat a piece of paper with a few lines of text on it. I looked it over. It held some words that needed chanted, as well as the simple instruction of, whoever eats the chocolate, you and that person will fall madly in love with each other.
I unwrapped the chocolate and began to chant the words. I figured I could do this now and get it out of the way, so that when he came home I wouldn't have to do that in front of the fudge.
It didn't take too long before he walked through the door. He was carrying a bouquet of roses and a smile pasted on his face.
"I'm sorry about the other day and I want to take you to see a movie," he said as he gladly made his way to me. He looked down at the paper I had in my hand and the fudge on the counter.
I explained to him what I was doing. He chuckled at it and hugged me. "Babe, you don't need a spell to make me fall in love with you,"
We left the fudge behind, tossed the paper in the trash, and left the house for our date.
About halfway into the movie, we weren't exactly watching it anymore, for our lips never left each other.
I suddenly began to have thoughts about his dog. Why was I thinking so much about his dog? That's when it hit me, we left the chocolate on the counter. We forgot about the dog. Did he eat the chocolate? I didn't care, I just want to hurry home to the dog.
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