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8/21/2015

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This is a little free writing/brainstorming that I've been doing in between editing my next story. I start most of my stories like this. . .from a single incident or scene and then work backwards: 

The next time I saw Damon, I was standing in line at the store buying tampons.

“You’re a hypocrite.” He whispered harshly in my ear. He had managed to approach me from behind without me seeing him. 

I turned and pushed his shoulder. “Get away from me.”

“You walking around talking to me and being all friendly just because you knew about my parents? Then you come to the frat house again after saying you’d never come back and leave with some guy?” He spoke through clenched teeth with so much vitriol that I was shocked.

The people around us were staring but I didn't care. I'd had enough of his anti-social and unpredictable behavior.

“First of all, if you would’ve taken a chance and got to know me you’d know I don’t pretend with anyone. Me wanting to be your friend had absolutely nothing to do with your parents. And yes, I knew.  Should I have disclosed that? Everyone on campus knows!”

“Who was that guy?” he asked disregarding my words. 

I removed my Advil, tampons and cookies from the hand basket and put them on the counter.

“None of your business.”

“Since Patrick wasn’t there, you just left with a stranger?" he asked incredulously. 

I closed my eyes and tried to keep my emotions and temper in check. I remained silent as the cashier scanned my items.

“$11.32” the cashier said. Just as my hand went to my pocket for my money, I remembered I had changed shorts.

“Shit.”  I mumbled. “I’m sorry I- I left my money in my- I’ll have to come back.” I said to the cashier. 

Suddenly a $20 bill appeared on the belt. She looked down at it and then at me. I turned to see Damon putting his wallet back in his pocket.

“Thank you but no thank you. You are an asshole and I don’t need you buying me tampons!” I yelled and ran out of the store.  I managed to make it all the way to my apartment before I broke down and started crying.  I knew my hormones were a little jacked up but I couldn’t explain why he had such an effect on me. I barely knew him.

I lay down on my bed for about thirty minutes before pulling myself together. When I got up, I took a ten and five from my purse and decided to head back to the store. After the scene earlier, I wished there was another store nearby but the campus was out in the middle of nowhere.

I opened the door and almost had a heart attack. Damon was sitting on the porch.  He extended the bag containing the stuff from the store towards me in offering.

“How did you know where I live?” I placed a hand on my chest to help calm the pounding in my heart.

He shrugged. “Maybe I’m stalking you?” he said recalling my exact remark to him from a few weeks ago.

I hesitantly took the bag. Although I was mad at him, I really needed an Advil. I tried to give him the money in my hand him but he wouldn’t take it.

“Just so we’re clear, I’m mad at you.” I said folding my arms. The plastic bag dangled from my wrist. 

“I know.” He said simply. He sighed and then stood. He looked out at the parking lot before turning towards me with an expression that broke my heart. Such sadness and confusion.

“I should go.” He said.

“Yeah.”

We continued to stare at each other for a few minutes before I went back inside my apartment and closed the door.

(This is NOT a part of my next story but this one has been keeping me up at night....STAY TUNED! In the meantime, you can purchase my lastest books HERE.)

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