Irrationality
By: XMENobsession
AN: Girls are silly! I know firsthand (I being one and all).
This is just a short little oneshot about Kitty Pryde's irrational thoughts when her boyfriend doesn't call. I think every girl can relate to this, and maybe realize just how crazy we all are! ;-P
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing! Not the people, not the place, and definitely not the paper!
I believe I've lost my sense of time. I don't know how long ago. I've been desperately clinging to sanity, but I feel it slipping steadily. I can hear the phone only faintly through the mansion walls, and after so many false alarms I've given up on running toward it at every ring. Who am I fooling? He won't call... and neither will I!
I can barely remember why we're not talking. Something about him not being good enough for me... He's not. I deserve a guy who will be there for me; who understands me. He never has and never will. I don't know why I keep expecting him to change for me; he's too stubborn. Though there was that one time... One time out of how many opportunities he had? I need to stop kidding myself...
Was that the phone?!
No, another false alarm. I need to do something to distract myself...
I don't know how I managed to last through all this. Every time I think I've finally found something to enjoy it winds up reminding me of him. He stood there that one time... He doesn't like that kind of soda... His cousin's girlfriend's sister knew a girl who casually dated a guy that wore a shirt that vaguely resembles that. It never ends...
I wonder what he's doing right now. It's about dinner time. I bet he's stuffing himself without even giving me a second thought. Maybe he's eating with another girl. I bet she's blond... yeah, with long legs leading up to a tight tush falling out the bottoms of some skanky shorts. How dare he! We're not even broken up yet and already he's found my replacement. Well, good for them...
She'll come to her senses eventually and leave him. Maybe she won't. He'll get her pregnant and they'll have to get married. They'll wind up living in some trailer park while trying to support 20 kids on his stunning fast-food salary. Yeah, I really dodged a bullet there...
I really need to find something else to focus on. Maybe I'll read a book. No, books are rectangular, and rectangles remind me of him; don't even ask me how. Maybe I'll go get a drink...
It's too bad no one's home for me to talk to. I guess they all have happy, healthy relationships. I must seem so pathetic. I am. I shouldn't be sitting here brooding over the fact that he hasn't called me. That's it! I'm going to fix my hair, put on some make-up, and get out of here. I'll go somewhere fun... somewhere...
The phone?!
"Hello?... Lance?!... Oh, nothing. Just hanging out, y'know. What about you?... Oh... Oh!... Well that sounds great!... Yeah! I'll meet you there in a few... Okay... Bye!"
Ah... I love him.
What was I angry about before?