Hello everyone, I know I have some fucking explaining to do, like why the hell have I not updated my stories? I know and I will give an explanation after you read this chapter I put out for you. This is just a late Valentine's Day story that I wrote and was gonna throw it away, but I wanted to see what you think about it first and if you don't then it's going bye bye. So here it is. O and I decided to do some different pairings that I haven't done before, just mixing it.
It's Valentine's Day. The most romantic day for any couple and the most depressing for a single woman or man. But on this particular Valentine's Day was going to forever be etched in the minds of three women. Let's start with the beginning of the day, shall we?
Nicole Garcia woke up to the sound of her alarm going off, with a groan, she turned over slamming her hand on the snooze button. She sat up, stretching out her arms with a yawn. Running a hand through her messy bed hair, she couldn't help, but to look around the empty room. Silence. It spoke for itself. This would've been the most exciting day she'd be looking forward to, but instead it was depressing. It has been two grueling since her and John had taken a break from one another to think things through. Things as in do either of them wanted to continue the relationship because she wanted marriage and kids and he didn't? The discussion that had was tough and emotional, she wanted to be a mother one day and his reply to her statement was: "I can't give you that." And her reply to him: "Well, I guess I have to think some things through."
And with that being said, Nicole packed up her things (again) and moved to an apartment in Tampa, not wanting to go through the hassle of moving back the San Diego. She thought John was being selfish given that she did make sacrifices for him and he made a minimal. People would agree, but some would disagree, saying that she was rushing things; talking about babies and marriage when they've only been together for a year. She won't lie, she missed John every day for the last couple of months and she wandered if he missed. She scoffed at the thought, probably not, as she got of bed and headed in the bathroom to start her day. After showering and getting on clothes, Nicole was about to leave out for a day of shopping, then come back home to eating chocolates and wine, while watching a romantic movie. As she was about to leave out, a delivery man was close to knocking on her door and stopped mid-way after it opened.
He laughed nervously. "Uh, flowers for Ms. Garcia?" Nicole looked shocked as he held up a bouquet of red roses.
"Uh, yea." She said taking them.
"Sign here please." he held up the pad. She signed the paper as the delivery guy gave a short thanks before heading out. Nicole closed the door, looking at the flowers strangely, having no idea who'd sent them. Probably from Brie because she felt bad that Nicole didn't have a Valentine, well whoever it was from the flowers were beautiful. She smiled softly before grabbing her purse and leaving out the door. Her car was parked out in front as she got in, completely unaware of the person watching her in their car from across the street.
Victoria Crawford was being indecisive. She couldn't chose what dress to wear for tonight, her boyfriend of six months was taking her out tonight for a Valentine's Day dinner.
She was almost going to decline the dinner date because her boyfriend hasn't been the best when it came to being romantic. and keeping promises. Sometimes when he did take her out, it was cut short because he got a phone call or text from friends and he'd drop her off at home, then take off not as so much as giving her an apology. Then there was the time, he forgot her birthday or when Raw was in town he didn't show up to see her match like he'd promise. After that, Victoria was just thinking of calling it quits on the relationship with him, until he begged her not to break up and said that he would try a be a better boyfriend. Victoria, believing the words to be sincere, gave him another chance to prove himself and Valentine's Day was the day to prove it.
She was excited to see what he had in store for tonight, but at moments she couldn't help, but feel a pang of sadness hit her, what if this time will be like all the other times or worse. Wiping away the negative thoughts, Victoria convinced herself that this time will be different and that he's changed.
She was still trying to decide for a dress, when the phone ranged. She picked up the phone from the bedside and answered.
"Hello?" The phone clicked. Victoria looked at the phone, confused why the person hung up. She shrugged, putting the phone back down, going back to picking out her dresses. After a few minutes, she decided on a teal colored sleeveless lace dress that exposed her back down to the middle and had ribbons of the same color in the back for tying the dress. Satisfied with her decision, she went to the mirror to curl her hair. The phone ranged again and Victoria decided to let it go the voicemail as she was to busy getting herself ready.
"Hey baby, it's me." Victoria stopped curling her hair, did she just hear the machine right? Placing the curling iron down, she walked out the living standing by the phone to listen to the message closely.
"I know you don't like me calling this number, but I just wanted to tell you how excited I am for tonight and I can't wait to see you. Plus, I have a special little surprise for you when you get here." The other woman's voice said, seductively. "See you later, bye."
Victoria went numb. She didn't feel anything, not even the tears rolling down her face. She couldn't fucking believe it this guy, this man who she loved and gave another chance to, was screwing around on her. She let out a laugh, that sounded hurt. It all made since now him bailing on her, the secret phone calls and texts, it all made perfect sense now. Wiping away her tears, she deleted the message and went back into the room to get ready. She would probably say to hell with the date and him, but she had something else in mind. Cleaning her face dry, she walked back into the room and continued styling her hair. Of all the days, she could've found out he was cheating, why did have to be Valentine's Day?
Ariane, who went by the ring name Cameron, was at the bar in a club, while her friends were on the dance floor. She was sipping on her second drink. She did not want to be here at all. She didn't have a date, while her friends did. The only thing she wanted to do was stay at home, but she was dragged out here because they didn't think it was good to stay and mope around, so that's why she's here, pretty much just getting herself drunk until this night is over. Still keeping to herself, she didn't pay attention to the man that sat next to her asking the bartender for a Corona. Using her peripheral vision, Ariane got a look at the guy next to her and she couldn't help, but stare. He was good looking, hair slicked back with a few strands falling and a small ear piercing. He had some stubble, but all the while looked cleanly shaved. She couldn't help, but wonder what a tough looking guy like him is doing here, when he looks more like the type that goes to a bar.
She took her eyes off him quickly when he gave her a glance, her eyes going back to her drink. The guy shifted a little bit, letting out a grunt.
"You here alone?" He asked. Ariane gave him a side glance.
"Me? Oh, yea...I mean no I'm here with friends."
"Where are they?" She nodded her head back. "Over there, having a good fucking time."
He let out a chuckle. "But you don't sound like you are."
She gave a small smile. "That's because I don't want to be here right now, but they decided to drag me here anyway."
"I know what you mean." he shrugged. "My friends dragged me out here to, thinking this will help me get over my ex-girlfriend." He took a sip of his drink. "I just ended my relationship the other day."
"Sorry to hear that."
He shook his head. "Don't, she slept around on me, so no lost for me." She let out a snicker, he gave her a confused smile.
"What is that funny?"
Ariane shook her head. "No, no. It's just the way you said it, usually some people are still heart broken."
"Well," He moved close to her. "I'm not usually some people, sweetheart." He stared at her for a couple of seconds. "Jon, but I go by Dean sometimes." He held out his hand to her.
She gave him a smile, taking his to shake. "Ariane."
They let go of each other's hands, but didn't take their eyes off one another. "You wanna get out of here, Ariane?"
She breathed out a laugh. "I don't know you like that Dean." She twirled her hair with a finger. Dean gave her a smirk, "Would you like to get to know me?"
She looked him up and down, giving him a smirk of her own. "I would."
Dean got up from his seat, holding his hand out to Ariane. "Then let's go."
She looked at him, wondering if this was a good idea. She's only known this guy for a few minutes and she's already going off with him? She looked over to her friends, they were to busy dancing a drinking to notice that she's here. Turning back to Dean, she took his hand, as he helped her stand out of her seat as she grabbed her purse. As Dean held her hand, Ariane followed him through the crowd and out the door of the club.
Okay, so now for the explanation that I owe you. First, I suffer from writer's block badly, almost like an illness. Sitting there trying to come up with a new idea for a chapter, then deleting because it doesn't fit well with the story. When I come up with a story I don't pre plan and each chapter I write, I just go along with it as I write, don't know if that makes sense. Besides that, I started to feel down almost depressed in a way. Started questioning things about myself, didn't know what I wanted to do with my life or whatever. In the beginning of the year, I had new years blues, I felt like that nothing new was gonna happen with me this year, that it was just gonna be thee same thing as last year and the year before that, so I wasn't really that excited about the new year. Then in the mist feeling was somewhat of a mid life crisis as I get older by the year, I feel like I haven't done enough, I mean I try and do the right thing, don't make my life complicated and be responsible, but I having this wanting more feeling, but I don't know what the hell that is? So I have to go out there and search for what ever it is I'm looking for and while I'm at it, well don't know what to say...so that pretty much sums it up. I had writer's block, a feeling down depressive feeling, new years blues, then a somewhat mid life crisis because of the fact that I turned 21 today and I'm not even all hyped about it as I should be, probably because the fact the all these fucking years have gone by and I don't believe it.
Wow, that was a lot to right.
So I hope you like this little sample story, it's gonna be divided into three chapters. Plus, I deleted one of my stories Close to Change, that was going no where and I'm still gonna continue CDP and Can't Resist. And as for Blossomed, I'm thinking of deleting that or either just rewriting the plot and adding in recent happenings, I don't know I have to contemplate with that.
So any who reviews are good.