Heartbreak. A stupid thing really. It's not that I have had the pleasure of experiencing it personally but therefor witnessing it I have. I'd say I have felt for others since the amount of times I'd seen it.
My mother and father. A small town country couple who made one to many mistakes in their life. One being me. They dabbled in gambling, threw away their life savings, which essentially destroyed their marriage, and therefor dispelled of me.
But that wasn't the end to their tragic story. My father was a rather lethargic piece of work, he tended to catch attention of the wrong crowd, so the coward he was he put a bullet through his head but not before taking out my mother and the family dog. There's a special place in hell for people who hurt and kill animals. A special place in hell for him.
Now this all brings me to now. Sitting in an overpriced club with my overly spoilt rich friend who has just had her heart broken. By a 'boy' who thought that banging her older sister in her bed would be a great welcome home present.
Swirling my soda I sigh, my hands still slightly shaking from gaining entry ... illegally. I'd rather be at home reading a book than sitting here on an overly petite stool and having my ears blasted with music talking about beating someone's you know what.
"Hello? Are you even listening to me ?" My all to tipsy friend slurs.
Snapping out of my distant thoughts I turn adjusting myself to face her, "Sorry Em but I've been listening to you cry for the past week about Blane, who by the way is a complete jerk who you should forget about and secondarily I'm sorry I don't look overly pleased, but I am sitting here with a fake ID in an all too fancy club all because you wanted to drown away your sorrows".
Looking at me rather shocked with a hint of quivering I second guess myself for a minute. Maybe I shouldn't of been so harsh? I'm not usually like this. Putting my hand on hers I shake my head.
"What I'm just trying to say is that you just need to find a man who will treat your right, that'll give you the love that I read in books. Find someone who likes you for ... well you" I compromise, she is very annoying but at the end of the day anyone could love Em.
Laughter, actually no cackling is what I have gained in response to my support, "I'm sorry Ellebell but as much as you're my emotional support, in regard to dating advice you are the last person who is credible".
"How am I any different from you?" I frown confused at her offensive judgement. She just laughs "Because you know I go in for the kill and you well missy are sill a virgin Mary but a cute one at that!".
"That is true but not all at the same time!"
Her eyes drifting distantly and a sly smirk forms on her face and she looks back to me, "Well then prove it. Because there is a extremely hot man right behind you and he hasn't kept his eyes off you this whole entire time so talk to him - I dare you ".
My swirling of my drink coming to a halt my eyes widening at her challenge. She just rolls her eyes, "See I was right, you can't do it and that's ok Ellebell we all aren't equiped to take on all that hot male testosterone".
Waving her off and smiling, turning around to show her I'm not a complete loser, I instantly regret it. That my friends is not only a man, but a god.
Taking a gasp and remembering to breath, my eyes meet with his and that's when he starts to walk towards me.
