The next morning Charles checked his phone before getting out of bed, expecting to see a message from Laura. And to his surprise, she had in fact left him a message. It read-
Try to make it if you can? Really? Not even ‘Please be there’ or ‘I’d love if you come to the party’? he thought to himself, shaking his head in grave disappointment. He sighed, she didn’t even bother to ask about my health.
He spent all afternoon practicing his speech. He knew he’d stammer when he’d actually speak, but at this point it didn’t even matter. He wanted to tell her how dejected he felt.
He reached the Ancient Ruins by eight. He spotted Laura and waved at her, calling her over to where he stood.
“I’m glad you could make it!” she exclaimed. “Come on let’s go dance.”
“No wait” he interrupted, tugging at her hand. “I wanna talk to you about something.”
“I wanna talk about us.” He paused for a minute, trying to recollect his speech. Then he proceeded,
He couldn’t believe it! Here he was, trying to start a conversation with her but all she cared about was partying. That’s it. I give up!
“I do love you Charles!”
“Well I don’t think you do! Honestly, I thought you cared about me. But clearly all you care about is this” he said pointing at the clubbers.
“I thought you loved these parties just as much as I do!” she protested.
“I loved this because you loved it and because I love you! But I’m done pretending to be someone I’m not! I’m done getting drunk and dancing and partying the whole night, every night. I mean I’d rather spend my weekends with my family, having dinner in peace and actually having a real conversation with them. All we do here is dance and drink and… I’m tired of this. I’m not meant for this… for any of this. And even if that means I’m not meant for you, so be it.”
“I’m not! I don’t care about any of this… this… this… party and these people and this Partihose club.”
“Partihaus” she corrected him.
“Whatever!” he yelled back. “I think we’re just two different people, who want different things from life. Guess I was wrong about what I had said earlier. The universe made a huge mistake, because clearly we were never meant to be friends. So you can go back to your party and I’ll go back to my house and if were ever bump into each other again, we could have a cup of coffee or grab a drink or something.”
Laura was out of words. She looked at him, speechless. When she did find the words, she opened her mouth to talk, but Charles interrupted, “No don’t. Don’t even say a word!” he yelled at her. “I don’t want any of your explanations. It’s over…
Saying this, he stomped out of there, trying his best to hold back the tears that were beginning to well up in his eyes…