Trouble
Stranger
Chapter 10
Marilynn
Five minutes have passed since the woman left and I realized that I’m being absolutely ridiculous. I shouldn’t be mad at Harry, I should be mad at myself for being so touchy. Maybe I should walk in that store and apologize, yeah.
I walk in the store and my eyes immediately land on a tall well taller than me, thin blonde with blue eyes, she overused makeup but it actually enhanced her natural beauty. Her hand is on Harry’s shoulder and they’re both laughing. Why are they laughing? I don’t want to interrupt them.
Staring at the blonde makes me feel insecure. She’s tall, I’m short, she’s blond, I have dark hair, she has blue eyes and my eyes are plain brown. The blonde is incredibly skinny like model skinny while I’m thicker, you could say. Sure guys have said I am hot but that girl is beautiful. Cliché, I know.
Fuck it; I’ll just go in.
I walk right up to Harry, the girl put her hand down and before I can apologize to Harry, the blond speaks. “Hello.” The girl said so cheerful, wow she’s friendly. I stare at her confused as to why she greeted me. Usually girls are insulting me.
“Right, sorry my name is Felicity.” She stuck her hand out at me.
“Marilynn.” I said as I shook her hand.
“Mary, this is an old friend of mine.” Harry waved his hand towards her. This is awkward like plain awkward, I know because I can tell Harry feels it too.
“Are you Harry’s cousin, friend, or-‘
“I’m just a friend.” I cut her off before she could say the last option. The G-word
“Oh that’s a relief, I thought you two were dating! I was about to say that is not legal, yet.” She chuckled. So she already knows my age or is it that obvious…
Harry just grinned awkwardly at her. “Mary why don’t you wait in the car, I’ll be there in a sec.” He said sweetly, but it was evident that he was just being demanding.
“But-‘
“Mary, please.” He said through a gritted smile.
“Okay, whatever give me the keys.” I said sticking my hand out for them.
Harry handed me the keys, I gave one last look to Felicity who looked really confused. Guess the tables are turned. “It was nice meeting you.” She spoke
“Thanks you too well bye.” I rushed. If I continued this conversation, Harry would be pissed and I don’t want to anger him any further. We’re both stubborn so it’s not a secret how that fight would go.
“Wait!” she stopped me. Oh no. Shit, he’s giving me that look. It is not my fault; she is the one who stopped me.
“What?” I asked.
“You seem really nice maybe we can be friends.” She said sweetly. From the look on Harry’s face, he doesn’t think that’s a good idea, can’t say I blame him.
“Felicity that’s not a good id-‘
“Oh shush Harry!” she interrupted him.
“Here is my number, lets hang out sometime.”
“Okay…” I took the small scrap of paper and left.
What’s up with strangers giving me their numbers today? I definitely did not expect for Felicity to be so kind. What if it’s all an act? Maybe she wants to be my friend because I’m friends’ with Harry, but she’s already a friend of Harry’s. Once I’m outside I mentally curse myself for not bringing a jacket. I look around the lot now I’m really pissed because I forgot where car is. Fuck!
After what seems like hours, I finally found the car. I check my phone and see that it has only been twenty minutes.
I unlock the car and I immediately warm up the car. My phone starts ringing I take a look at the screen.
Dicktator pops up on the screen. Great what does Harry want?
“Hello?” I answered.
“Hey Mary, um do you have anywhere you have to be?” Did he forget? That is impossible, he’s my ride. Of course he is aware that he is suppose to drive me to the cabin. The fuck with this guy; something is up.
“Yes I told you I wanted you to drop me off at my cabin.”
“Well it kind of is a far drive and-‘
“Whatever, don’t even worry about it. I’ll find my way there.”
“No I will take you just not tonight, I had a change of plans.”
“What the hell Harry! You promised.” ugh why does everyone lie to me to me!
“I know I did but I swear I will drive you another time.”
“That’s okay I don’t want you taking me anymore.”
“Why are you being so difficult? I’ll take you just not tonight. Fuck.” He said in a harsh tone, almost yelling. Almost.
I was beginning to tear up a bit but I sucked it in because I don’t cry over boys. I know I am being difficult but it’s not about him taking me or not, it’s that everyone breaks their promises to me and deep down I try not to care but it’s really hard especially when everyone leaves me because something better came along.
“Because no one keeps their promises anymore. Well not to me anyways.” And with that being said I hung up. I got out of his car, I left the engine on but I didn’t care. I’ll just walk to a nearby restaurant and call someone.
I reach an old café that looks like it has been open for centuries but it also has that cozy vibe going for it. Harry finally stopped blowing up my phone a few minutes ago. Guess he finally realized I wasn’t going to pick up. I stand in line waiting for my order to be taken.
“Hello, how may I help you dear?” the elderly woman asked.
“One hot chocolate please.”
She asks for my total to which I gladly pay. I let her have my change which was way more than what my drink actually cost but it looked like she needed the money more than I did.
“Oh, no please I cannot take that.”
“I insist, keep the money.” I really want her to keep it.
“No dear, I’m old you keep it.”
“You have a long line. Do you really prefer to argue about money?”
“Well, no. I guess not.” She held her head a bit down with a frown.
“Hey, how about you come over to my house and get some work done if you’re feeling that guilty.” I offered. I remember my dad saying, Pride is what the poor have left and we must feed more of it to them.
Instantly the woman’s face lit up. “I’d love to!” she said a bit over whelmed, too over whelmed.
“It’s settled then.”
We both exchanged phone numbers. Today really is meet a new stranger day. She’s now the third person to give their phone number to me. I sat at a nearby table by my window wishing my dad to could be here, wishing that somehow, someway, he isn’t really dead and this is all a nightmare that will soon end. Sometimes I wake up early in the morning looking for my dad only to be heart broken at the fact that he is not here; pathetic, I know.
I even had a dream that dealt with I being awake lying in bed because of my depression getting worse and my dad, oh my papa, was watching me, taking care of me the whole morning giving me advice, telling me that everything was going to be alright. He apologized multiple times, asking for my forgiveness for causing me so much pain.
“I love you Mare-Bear” he kissed my forehead, and he left then everything went blank. Since then I would wake early thinking he was home but he wasn’t.
He was not home.
I was still alone.
Marilynn
Five minutes have passed since the woman left and I realized that I’m being absolutely ridiculous. I shouldn’t be mad at Harry, I should be mad at myself for being so touchy. Maybe I should walk in that store and apologize, yeah.
I walk in the store and my eyes immediately land on a tall well taller than me, thin blonde with blue eyes, she overused makeup but it actually enhanced her natural beauty. Her hand is on Harry’s shoulder and they’re both laughing. Why are they laughing? I don’t want to interrupt them.
Staring at the blonde makes me feel insecure. She’s tall, I’m short, she’s blond, I have dark hair, she has blue eyes and my eyes are plain brown. The blonde is incredibly skinny like model skinny while I’m thicker, you could say. Sure guys have said I am hot but that girl is beautiful. Cliché, I know.
Fuck it; I’ll just go in.
I walk right up to Harry, the girl put her hand down and before I can apologize to Harry, the blond speaks. “Hello.” The girl said so cheerful, wow she’s friendly. I stare at her confused as to why she greeted me. Usually girls are insulting me.
“Right, sorry my name is Felicity.” She stuck her hand out at me.
“Marilynn.” I said as I shook her hand.
“Mary, this is an old friend of mine.” Harry waved his hand towards her. This is awkward like plain awkward, I know because I can tell Harry feels it too.
“Are you Harry’s cousin, friend, or-‘
“I’m just a friend.” I cut her off before she could say the last option. The G-word
“Oh that’s a relief, I thought you two were dating! I was about to say that is not legal, yet.” She chuckled. So she already knows my age or is it that obvious…
Harry just grinned awkwardly at her. “Mary why don’t you wait in the car, I’ll be there in a sec.” He said sweetly, but it was evident that he was just being demanding.
“But-‘
“Mary, please.” He said through a gritted smile.
“Okay, whatever give me the keys.” I said sticking my hand out for them.
Harry handed me the keys, I gave one last look to Felicity who looked really confused. Guess the tables are turned. “It was nice meeting you.” She spoke
“Thanks you too well bye.” I rushed. If I continued this conversation, Harry would be pissed and I don’t want to anger him any further. We’re both stubborn so it’s not a secret how that fight would go.
“Wait!” she stopped me. Oh no. Shit, he’s giving me that look. It is not my fault; she is the one who stopped me.
“What?” I asked.
“You seem really nice maybe we can be friends.” She said sweetly. From the look on Harry’s face, he doesn’t think that’s a good idea, can’t say I blame him.
“Felicity that’s not a good id-‘
“Oh shush Harry!” she interrupted him.
“Here is my number, lets hang out sometime.”
“Okay…” I took the small scrap of paper and left.
What’s up with strangers giving me their numbers today? I definitely did not expect for Felicity to be so kind. What if it’s all an act? Maybe she wants to be my friend because I’m friends’ with Harry, but she’s already a friend of Harry’s. Once I’m outside I mentally curse myself for not bringing a jacket. I look around the lot now I’m really pissed because I forgot where car is. Fuck!
After what seems like hours, I finally found the car. I check my phone and see that it has only been twenty minutes.
I unlock the car and I immediately warm up the car. My phone starts ringing I take a look at the screen.
Dicktator pops up on the screen. Great what does Harry want?
“Hello?” I answered.
“Hey Mary, um do you have anywhere you have to be?” Did he forget? That is impossible, he’s my ride. Of course he is aware that he is suppose to drive me to the cabin. The fuck with this guy; something is up.
“Yes I told you I wanted you to drop me off at my cabin.”
“Well it kind of is a far drive and-‘
“Whatever, don’t even worry about it. I’ll find my way there.”
“No I will take you just not tonight, I had a change of plans.”
“What the hell Harry! You promised.” ugh why does everyone lie to me to me!
“I know I did but I swear I will drive you another time.”
“That’s okay I don’t want you taking me anymore.”
“Why are you being so difficult? I’ll take you just not tonight. Fuck.” He said in a harsh tone, almost yelling. Almost.
I was beginning to tear up a bit but I sucked it in because I don’t cry over boys. I know I am being difficult but it’s not about him taking me or not, it’s that everyone breaks their promises to me and deep down I try not to care but it’s really hard especially when everyone leaves me because something better came along.
“Because no one keeps their promises anymore. Well not to me anyways.” And with that being said I hung up. I got out of his car, I left the engine on but I didn’t care. I’ll just walk to a nearby restaurant and call someone.
I reach an old café that looks like it has been open for centuries but it also has that cozy vibe going for it. Harry finally stopped blowing up my phone a few minutes ago. Guess he finally realized I wasn’t going to pick up. I stand in line waiting for my order to be taken.
“Hello, how may I help you dear?” the elderly woman asked.
“One hot chocolate please.”
She asks for my total to which I gladly pay. I let her have my change which was way more than what my drink actually cost but it looked like she needed the money more than I did.
“Oh, no please I cannot take that.”
“I insist, keep the money.” I really want her to keep it.
“No dear, I’m old you keep it.”
“You have a long line. Do you really prefer to argue about money?”
“Well, no. I guess not.” She held her head a bit down with a frown.
“Hey, how about you come over to my house and get some work done if you’re feeling that guilty.” I offered. I remember my dad saying, Pride is what the poor have left and we must feed more of it to them.
Instantly the woman’s face lit up. “I’d love to!” she said a bit over whelmed, too over whelmed.
“It’s settled then.”
We both exchanged phone numbers. Today really is meet a new stranger day. She’s now the third person to give their phone number to me. I sat at a nearby table by my window wishing my dad to could be here, wishing that somehow, someway, he isn’t really dead and this is all a nightmare that will soon end. Sometimes I wake up early in the morning looking for my dad only to be heart broken at the fact that he is not here; pathetic, I know.
I even had a dream that dealt with I being awake lying in bed because of my depression getting worse and my dad, oh my papa, was watching me, taking care of me the whole morning giving me advice, telling me that everything was going to be alright. He apologized multiple times, asking for my forgiveness for causing me so much pain.
“I love you Mare-Bear” he kissed my forehead, and he left then everything went blank. Since then I would wake early thinking he was home but he wasn’t.
He was not home.
I was still alone.
Notes
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6/22/15