Such Is Life
Part6
So there I sat in a bar full of men, drinking my second ever beer with the guy I was head over heels for. Life couldn't be better!
"Hey the chick with no name!" I turned, annoyed at the interruption of my thoughts.
"What?" I snapped, not meaning to sound like a bitch, like my mother. It was Chris, the guy from the arena, the developmental guy. Oh great.
"Erm Sorry. Hi, I didn't realise who it was."
"Old enough to drink?" He raised his eyebrows at the bottle in my hand and I blushed. He smiled, 'Ok I'll take that as a no then!" he pulled up a chair beside us.
"I'll leave you two to it then, gotta see a man about a bulldog!" Shawn smiled and walked away, I watched him leave willing him to come back. Stupid Chris!
"So, your birthday getting better I see?" He grinned at me, stupid Chris!
"Hmm yeah it was!" I took another drink from the bottle in front of me.
"Ah right, well are you gonna tell me your name or do I have to guess?"
"Rumplestiltskin!" I smiled sarcastically, "Save you the bother!"
He laughed a stupid laugh. I wanted to slap him. "Ok then Rump!" he winked a stupid wink, I wanted to slap him. "How about I buy you a beer for your birthday?"
"You old enough to drink?" I said sarcastically.
"I'm 21." he said grinning a stupid grin. Oh how I wanted to....you get the picture? "So can I ask how old you are?"
('If anyone asks you're 21!') "I'm 21 as well actually!" I lied remembering Shawn's words.
"Yeah right!" he laughed and sat back casually in the chair with his stupid arm across the stupid chair next to him. I glanced around looking for my idol but he was nowhere to be seen, my luck! "Ok then miss 21 year old Rumplestiltskin, I'll buy you a beer!" he smiled and went to the bar. I got up and went to the ladies room. Why did my life suck ass?! There I was on my 17th birthday with the man of my dreams and I was stuck listening to the company clown! I washed my hands and ventured out of the door. There he was, the object of my teenage desire standing a few feet away with some other unimportant guys. I was about to go to him when I heard their conversation.
"Yeah see you brought jail bait tonight Shawn!" One guy laughed.
"Give me a break man!" Shawn moaned, "Her mother is a fuck up! It's the kids birthday and I felt sorry for her that's all ok?"
I stepped back into the shadows, no, I wasn't hearing right, surely not, not Shawn, not 'my' Shawn! I listened some more.
"Yeah that's your story and you're sticking to it right?" The other guy laughed and playfully punched Shawn on the arm.
"It IS the story! Ok so I used to fuck her mother, guess I feel a little responsibility towards the poor kid! It's her birthday man!"
No! My heart sank to my stomach, how stupid did I feel right then? How completely blind and completely stupid! Stupid stupid little girl!! Tears welled up in my eyes and I wanted to run, flee, scream, burry my head into a pillow in yet another faceless, nameless hotel room.
"Beer?" A bottle was put in front of my face and I jumped. A tear rolled down my cheek as I looked at the clown with the bottle in his hand. I stared. "Are you ok?" He looked concerned, HA! I shook my head then foolishly looked back at Shawn, realising too late that I just gave my soul away to a stranger. I snapped my head around and faced the clown again. "Hey come on it can't be..." He saw me, saw the look I gave to my idol, my fallen idol. "Oh...." He raised his eyebrows. I ran. I shoved past Shawn and the unimportant idiots and ran. I ran straight out of the door and into the cold night air with tears streaming down my face. I didn't even know what city I was in, even if I had I still wouldn't know where I was going. A hand caught my arm and spun me around. To my dismay it was Chris.
"Hey where are you going? You cant run out here on your own at this time of night!"
I stared, I cried, he hugged me tightly.
Part6
So there I sat in a bar full of men, drinking my second ever beer with the guy I was head over heels for. Life couldn't be better!
"Hey the chick with no name!" I turned, annoyed at the interruption of my thoughts.
"What?" I snapped, not meaning to sound like a bitch, like my mother. It was Chris, the guy from the arena, the developmental guy. Oh great.
"Erm Sorry. Hi, I didn't realise who it was."
"Old enough to drink?" He raised his eyebrows at the bottle in my hand and I blushed. He smiled, 'Ok I'll take that as a no then!" he pulled up a chair beside us.
"I'll leave you two to it then, gotta see a man about a bulldog!" Shawn smiled and walked away, I watched him leave willing him to come back. Stupid Chris!
"So, your birthday getting better I see?" He grinned at me, stupid Chris!
"Hmm yeah it was!" I took another drink from the bottle in front of me.
"Ah right, well are you gonna tell me your name or do I have to guess?"
"Rumplestiltskin!" I smiled sarcastically, "Save you the bother!"
He laughed a stupid laugh. I wanted to slap him. "Ok then Rump!" he winked a stupid wink, I wanted to slap him. "How about I buy you a beer for your birthday?"
"You old enough to drink?" I said sarcastically.
"I'm 21." he said grinning a stupid grin. Oh how I wanted to....you get the picture? "So can I ask how old you are?"
('If anyone asks you're 21!') "I'm 21 as well actually!" I lied remembering Shawn's words.
"Yeah right!" he laughed and sat back casually in the chair with his stupid arm across the stupid chair next to him. I glanced around looking for my idol but he was nowhere to be seen, my luck! "Ok then miss 21 year old Rumplestiltskin, I'll buy you a beer!" he smiled and went to the bar. I got up and went to the ladies room. Why did my life suck ass?! There I was on my 17th birthday with the man of my dreams and I was stuck listening to the company clown! I washed my hands and ventured out of the door. There he was, the object of my teenage desire standing a few feet away with some other unimportant guys. I was about to go to him when I heard their conversation.
"Yeah see you brought jail bait tonight Shawn!" One guy laughed.
"Give me a break man!" Shawn moaned, "Her mother is a fuck up! It's the kids birthday and I felt sorry for her that's all ok?"
I stepped back into the shadows, no, I wasn't hearing right, surely not, not Shawn, not 'my' Shawn! I listened some more.
"Yeah that's your story and you're sticking to it right?" The other guy laughed and playfully punched Shawn on the arm.
"It IS the story! Ok so I used to fuck her mother, guess I feel a little responsibility towards the poor kid! It's her birthday man!"
No! My heart sank to my stomach, how stupid did I feel right then? How completely blind and completely stupid! Stupid stupid little girl!! Tears welled up in my eyes and I wanted to run, flee, scream, burry my head into a pillow in yet another faceless, nameless hotel room.
"Beer?" A bottle was put in front of my face and I jumped. A tear rolled down my cheek as I looked at the clown with the bottle in his hand. I stared. "Are you ok?" He looked concerned, HA! I shook my head then foolishly looked back at Shawn, realising too late that I just gave my soul away to a stranger. I snapped my head around and faced the clown again. "Hey come on it can't be..." He saw me, saw the look I gave to my idol, my fallen idol. "Oh...." He raised his eyebrows. I ran. I shoved past Shawn and the unimportant idiots and ran. I ran straight out of the door and into the cold night air with tears streaming down my face. I didn't even know what city I was in, even if I had I still wouldn't know where I was going. A hand caught my arm and spun me around. To my dismay it was Chris.
"Hey where are you going? You cant run out here on your own at this time of night!"
I stared, I cried, he hugged me tightly.