The Break Up

Author’s Note- In this piece, look for voice and word choice.  I’m writing this from my point of view and it’s about a break up.

I clenched the car door handle, waiting for the car to come to a halt. “Wait, where’s my kiss?,” Carter questioned. I sat there and quietly sighed to myself. “Oh sorry, there’s a lot on my mind.” “Well, I guess I’ll walk you to the door now…,” he said reluctantly. We both opened our doors unsure of ourselves and made our way to the front of the house. The tension in air was heavy like a wet wool blanket. He stared at me with a blank look across his face as I tried not to make eye contact. He reached out expecting a hug, but instead watched me recoil with apprehension. I turned, heading towards the door when he stopped me in my tracks. “Bella, what’s wrong? Like, why are you acting so weird?,” he asked looking confused. “Nothing,” I muttered. Standing there in silence, I rushed for the door handle. I whipped it open and hurried up the stairs, leaving the door swaying behind me. Waiting outside, right before that door, was a soon to be single man.

I sit there, in my room, trying to collect my thoughts. Questioning myself whether this is the right move or not. All these thoughts racing through my head; it was like my conscious was speaking to me. “Bella, he’s not right for you. Just look at how he treats you. Now think, do you really want to be with this guy for the rest of your life? Why lead him on? Just break up with him while you have the chance. The perfect guy could be waiting right around the corner.”  I thought about it for a while and realized, that little voice in the back of my head was right. I do deserve better and I’m not going to stand for this any longer.

Ring, ring, ring. “Hello.” “Hey, do you want meet me at Starbuck’s to have a coffee or something?” “Sure, I’m just getting back from football practice so I’ll meet you there in about 20 minutes.” “Alright, see ya there.” “Yup, bye.” Shutting my phone I realized, this is it; no turning back now.

Sitting in the booth, I braced myself for what was about to come. He walked through the door and a chill went down my spine. “Hey, so should we go get some coffee?,” he said anxiously. “Um, actually I called you down here for something else. Here, sit down.” “There’s no easy way to say this… but I don’t think this is working out. Maybe we should break up.” He sat there speechless; wishing this was just a bad dream. We both sat in an awkward silence, when suddenly his phone rang. He answered with a shaky hello. He could feel me listening to his every word. I strained my ears struggling to hear the voice on the other line. I could make out some of the words; but I could hear that it was the voice of a girl. He hung up and I quickly  asked, “who was that?,” suspiciously. Scrambling to answer, he blurted out, “my sister!” We both paused for a moment. Then I realized… he doesn’t have a sister. When I first made my decision to break up with him, I was a little shaky; now, I’m 101% positive this is right. I stood up with revenge raging inside of me. “Have a good life Carter,” I told him. As I said that last word, I grasped my cup of coffee and dumped it on his head. The creamy coffee burned his neck as it dripped down. He sat there in embarrassment as I walked out of the coffee shop and I never spoke to him again.

In the end, I realized it was the right decision. That cheater doesn’t deserve my heart; he doesn’t deserve anything. After I thought about it for a while, I realized I don’t want to spend my time with someone that doesn’t make me happy now I’m with a new guy and his name is Justin. When I’m with him, I feel nothing but happiness and I wouldn’t want to be with anyone else. I tip to anyone going through this same situation; always listen to your heart, it’s your best advice giver.