sure to write that down in her file,” she said, standing up, holding her blue basket, her face inches from Cory’s.
“Thank you,” h e said, smiling, showing his dimples. The way he was looking at her made me want to cry. Cory didn’t look at me like that, not even before he kissed me … three times.
I heard them laughing and talking in the hallway as I got dressed. My knee was still sore when I bent it to put on my sweatpants, but it wasn’t throbbing like before. All I could think about was getting home and going to bed. It was going to be another long night of endless tears. I could feel it.
When I walked into the hallway carrying my flowers, I saw Cory and Beth hugging each other … again. “Don’t forget to call me, okay?” Beth said as she handed him a small piece of paper.
“ I won’t,” Cory chuckled then turned to look at me. His face was beaming with pride as he walked toward me.
“Would you like to walk or do you want ride in a wheelchair?” A male gentleman asked. He was wearing a volunteer tag on his blue winter coat.
“I’ll walk, thank you,” I told the man. Cory, who was standing beside me now, held out his hand for me to take, but I brushed him off and walked toward the doors.
The ride home was quiet. I sighed in relief when Cory pulled his Mustang into my driveway. I started to unbuckle my seatbelt when I felt his hand touch my arm.
“Annie, what’s wrong?” He spoke so soft and low that I barely heard him.
Tears instantly sprang to my eyes as I turned to face him. “Do you really have to ask?” My voice quivered.
“Yes, I do. In case you don’t know , men can be clueless sometimes,” he answered, chuckling lightly. I huffed at his tasteless, but insanely true joke.
“Gee ... let’s see ... well ... it started with the first kiss ... then the second kiss, then the third kiss. Oh! And the fact that my sister is in love with you and now she thinks I am a two-timing whore for stealing you away from her. Oh ... and these flowers,” I held them up then threw them at him. “These flowers are not going to win my heart. I know what you’re doing and it’s not going to work with me.” I was sobbing now.
His dark eyes grew wide with shock as he slowly gathered up the flowers that were scattered all over his lap. “What am I doing to you that’s so bad?”
“I know the little games you like to play on fat girls with low self-esteem. You think you can kiss me and make me fall in love you then dump me like a piece of trash when someone better comes along,” I screamed, then turned around to open the door to get out, but I couldn’t. The door was locked. I tried to feel around for the lock, but I couldn’t find it in the dark.
“Damn it! Unlock this damned door!” I screamed, barely able to see through the tears clouding my eyes.
“No ... not until we talk,” he spoke through clenched teeth.
“Talk? Talk? I already told yo u what the deal is and now you’re mad because I caught on to your little game,” I responded sarcastically.
He grabbed the steering wheel and quietly banged his head while muttering under his breath. I continued to feel around the door, looking for the lock.
“Annie, ” He sighed heavily. “What am I going to do with you? How can I convince you that from the moment I saw you, I wanted to get to know you, to be with you? This is not a game. These flowers are not a ploy to get you to fall in love with me or to get you to have sex with me. These flowers came from my heart. They’re beautiful, just like you.” He sighed again.
“Beautiful? You call this beautiful?” I asked, pointing at my stomach. “Why do n’t you give them to Beth? I’m sure she’ll appreciate them more, or better yet, Molly. She’s the one who’s in love with you.” My body was shaking now as I continued to sob. I couldn’t tell if I was shaking more out of fear or because I was so upset with myself. This conversation was certainly not going the way I had
“Thank you,” h e said, smiling, showing his dimples. The way he was looking at her made me want to cry. Cory didn’t look at me like that, not even before he kissed me … three times.
I heard them laughing and talking in the hallway as I got dressed. My knee was still sore when I bent it to put on my sweatpants, but it wasn’t throbbing like before. All I could think about was getting home and going to bed. It was going to be another long night of endless tears. I could feel it.
When I walked into the hallway carrying my flowers, I saw Cory and Beth hugging each other … again. “Don’t forget to call me, okay?” Beth said as she handed him a small piece of paper.
“ I won’t,” Cory chuckled then turned to look at me. His face was beaming with pride as he walked toward me.
“Would you like to walk or do you want ride in a wheelchair?” A male gentleman asked. He was wearing a volunteer tag on his blue winter coat.
“I’ll walk, thank you,” I told the man. Cory, who was standing beside me now, held out his hand for me to take, but I brushed him off and walked toward the doors.
The ride home was quiet. I sighed in relief when Cory pulled his Mustang into my driveway. I started to unbuckle my seatbelt when I felt his hand touch my arm.
“Annie, what’s wrong?” He spoke so soft and low that I barely heard him.
Tears instantly sprang to my eyes as I turned to face him. “Do you really have to ask?” My voice quivered.
“Yes, I do. In case you don’t know , men can be clueless sometimes,” he answered, chuckling lightly. I huffed at his tasteless, but insanely true joke.
“Gee ... let’s see ... well ... it started with the first kiss ... then the second kiss, then the third kiss. Oh! And the fact that my sister is in love with you and now she thinks I am a two-timing whore for stealing you away from her. Oh ... and these flowers,” I held them up then threw them at him. “These flowers are not going to win my heart. I know what you’re doing and it’s not going to work with me.” I was sobbing now.
His dark eyes grew wide with shock as he slowly gathered up the flowers that were scattered all over his lap. “What am I doing to you that’s so bad?”
“I know the little games you like to play on fat girls with low self-esteem. You think you can kiss me and make me fall in love you then dump me like a piece of trash when someone better comes along,” I screamed, then turned around to open the door to get out, but I couldn’t. The door was locked. I tried to feel around for the lock, but I couldn’t find it in the dark.
“Damn it! Unlock this damned door!” I screamed, barely able to see through the tears clouding my eyes.
“No ... not until we talk,” he spoke through clenched teeth.
“Talk? Talk? I already told yo u what the deal is and now you’re mad because I caught on to your little game,” I responded sarcastically.
He grabbed the steering wheel and quietly banged his head while muttering under his breath. I continued to feel around the door, looking for the lock.
“Annie, ” He sighed heavily. “What am I going to do with you? How can I convince you that from the moment I saw you, I wanted to get to know you, to be with you? This is not a game. These flowers are not a ploy to get you to fall in love with me or to get you to have sex with me. These flowers came from my heart. They’re beautiful, just like you.” He sighed again.
“Beautiful? You call this beautiful?” I asked, pointing at my stomach. “Why do n’t you give them to Beth? I’m sure she’ll appreciate them more, or better yet, Molly. She’s the one who’s in love with you.” My body was shaking now as I continued to sob. I couldn’t tell if I was shaking more out of fear or because I was so upset with myself. This conversation was certainly not going the way I had
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