Writing Prompt #195 “Collage 36 and A World Apart 4” – A Bad Afternoon

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She was sitting on the platform of the station looking miserable.

It had been a right shit of a day. One of those days where nothing went right. Her head was a series of events, all related and each devastating in its own way.

It all started with him criticising her dress.

Said she couldn’t possibly meet his parents in skirt like that. He said she looked tatty and no girlfriend of his was going to front his parents and give them any sniff she might be slutty.

Truth be known she had done all she could to look her best. Yesterday she’d had a haircut, today she’d spent more time than ever putting on her makeup and her girlfriend Lucy had come over to help.

When he saw her she could tell something was not right. It didn’t occur to her there and then that she was the problem.

“Is this the best you could do?” he’d asked obviously disappointed. “I asked you to dress up not down.”

She was stunned beyond belief. “What were you wanting me to wear?”

“Something that had some class to it for a start. You look like a cheap slut in that dress.”

She looked at him devoid of words. He had cut her to the craw. She’d stepped back not believing he would react in this way.

Suddenly she needed to flee, run and not stop.

Around a corner she saw a telephone box and tried to ring Lucy. No answer. Of course not she remembered Lucy had gone out.

There was no one else to call, no one she could go to and cry her heart out.

Her mobile rang. It was his number. She refused to answer. Then it pinged a message.

“I’m sorry. Come back. My parents are expecting you.”

No chance she thought to herself.

Another message: “How could you do this to me. You’ve made me look stupid in front of my parents.”

Serve you right. Self-serving bastard.

At one time during the afternoon she found herself so lost and so distraught she cried a flood of tears. He’d turned into a wolf, she was his prize, she was to do what he wanted.

How had she fallen for his bullshit?

Each message she received was another bullet to her heart.

She felt judged and humiliated.

His final message was terrible but at the same time she felt a sense of relief. “I never want to see you again. I’ll tell all my friends what a scrag you are.”

Friends she thought. He has many but they only pander to him. None are loyal. She at least had Lucy.

She heard the train coming and messaged Lucy. By the time she reached home Lucy would have read it and have come to her aid.

She pressed send.

 

 

Written for: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2017/02/12/writing-prompt-195-collage-36/

 

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19 Responses to Writing Prompt #195 “Collage 36 and A World Apart 4” – A Bad Afternoon

  1. This stung Michael! You really captured the feeling of being judged and every image was used brilliantly to illustrate the main theme

  2. Lyn says:

    So moving. So heartbreaking. I hope he gets all he deserves.

  3. The Ex Partner came to mind reading this. Glad she got out.

  4. mandibelle16 says:

    Wow such a loser! You characterize the mean fiancé well. She really needs a better guy than this. Hope she gets home okay and blocks himon her phone!

  5. Lorraine says:

    I hope she soon has Lucy to cry her eyes and heart out to in person. The guy is one f’ing jerk. Better to find out now than even further into the relationship that it’s all about him and what he wants, and nothing about her and her needs.
    Another intense piece of writing. Kleenex time of course.

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