3My alarm clock had not gone off today, but it's ok because today is a sunday. (A/N: sorry for the bad intro but i needed a way to start it and i needed to say what day it was.) I am so happy; yesterday me and my boyfriend made love for the first time. It has been seven months since we started to go out. I can't stop smiling as I'm walking around my house. He was so romantic and sweet.
I get my cereal from the high kitchen cabinet. My sister is sitting at the counter. She's 13 and thinks she knows everything. "What are you so happy about?" she asks.
"Nothing," I reply.
"Hm?" she says, taking her eyes off the TV and eyeing my suspiciously.
"I thought you knew everything," I say, teasing her.
"I do. I bet you finally got some ass." My sister is a little vulgar. I spit, more like spew, my mix of cereal and milk. "So, I was right?"
"No way. I was just suprised that you knew something like that and were odd enough to think and say it out loud."
"Whatever, sis, I know I'm right."
"And how exactly do you know that?"
"Do you really want to know?"
"Yes..."
"Really, really?"
"Yes, dammit"
"I just know"
"Fuck you"
"Yeah, yeah. You too."
I do have to wonder how she knows though. I mean it's not like we did it in my house. Besides what really sucks about this conversation is that I don't feel as happy anymore. That damn sister always annoying me. Oh my god, are you kidding me!? She just went back to watching that damned TV as if nothing happened. Sometimes I really hate her.
Before I am half way finished with my cereal, the phone rings, annoyingly loudly. My sister makes no motion to get up, annoying bitch, so I go to get it. It us my boyfriend, Scott. "Hey," I say.
"Hey, Ruby," he says. I love his voice it's deep, but not too deep. He pauses for a long time.
"Did you want to talk about something, or were you just calling to say hi?" I giggle at the thought of him being romantic again.
"Yeah..." he starts, "I'm breaking up with you."
"What?" I say in disbelief. I start to scratch at my head ignoring the fact that my brown hair was coming out of its ponytail. I search through all of my memories with him looking for a reason for what he just said.
"I said 'I'm breaking up with you," he spits back obviously annoyed.
"W-why," I choke out through the tears welling up in my brown eyes. By now I had taken the call into my room.
"I don't want to tell you," he says coldly. Could this really be the same guy as yesterday, the same guy I fell in love with?
"Please, I need to know," I start to beg.
"No," he states.
"Why won't you tell me?" I scream furiously at him.
"I just don't feel like telling you," he pauses for a second and then says, "just stay away from me."
"No!" I scream, "I won't!"
"Goddammit, you bitch, just leave me the fuck alone!"
I don't know why but I start to calm down. My tears gush down less violently and my voice becomes more quiet. "I'll make you a deal. I'll stay away from you, unless it's unavoidable and you tell me why you're breaking up with me. Deal?"
"Arrrrg! You wanna know why!?" he doesn't wait for me to answer, "It's because you're an annoying bitch who I never liked in the first place. The only reason I even went out with you was because you were innocent and i just wanted to get into your pants. Well you know what I did that yesterday, so there's no reason for me to stay with you anymore now is there?"
"No," I say quietly and in a disbelieving tone. "No! That can't be true! You're lying!" I start to scream at him.
"Would I be breaking up with you over the phone if I actually cared about?"
He is right and I know that but it's just so hard to take in.
"Bye," he says coldly and hangs up the phone.
I just slump down onto the floor and cry. Even though I hear my sister's footsteps running away I don't bother to chase her down and make her pay for eavesdropping. I am only thankful that she didn't come in and try to comfort me.