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Chocolate Kaleidoscope

Whenever any of my friends would cry for days on end because of a relationship problem, of course I would try my best to console them. But at the same time, I wouldn’t be able to help thinking, “yea, the guy’s a real jerk, but she’ll get over him eventually.”
I guess I just never really tried to understand what they were going through or something, because now I’m being punished by karma for being…inconsiderate? Or something…
I haven’t left my house for two days, missing school for the sole purpose of not having to see him. Today will be the third day in a likely continuous stream of absences for me…regardless of my mom’s protests.
She just doesn’t understand what I’m going through!
It’s about 5 o’clock right now, maybe I’ll stay in bed for the rest of the day. It is something I’ve always wanted to do…It’s really strange; normally my mom has to use all sorts of methods to wake me up in time for school. And yet for the past two days, with the addition of today, I’ve woken up by myself, and way too early at that.

I think I’ve set up a routine in these past two days.
I’ll wake up and then stay in bed staring at the ceiling, drowning in self-pity.
And then every once in a while I’ll turn my head to look the box of chocolates I bought for Andy on my side table. Whenever I do I suddenly get really angry.

I had really been looking forward to today; my first Valentines Day with my first boyfriend. I’d even planned something that I thought was really cute for this special day.
I’d made a chocolate by hand and replaced one of the chocolates in the box with the one I had made. It didn’t really matter to me if he noticed that one might taste different or not. I just wanted him to eat something that I made by myself, and hopefully like it.
I have to turn away from the box and roll over so that my face is shoved over my pillow whenever I remember how he was unfaithful three days before Valentines Day.
Three days ago, on a Sunday, was when I had gone out to buy the chocolates that I would be giving to him on Valentines Day.
On my way back home after I finished buying the chocolates, I passed by another candy store and saw him inside. He was looking through the assortment of chocolates with a girl I didn’t know!
At first I had considered that, maybe I was overreacting, maybe it was his sister…before I remembered that he had told me not-too-long-ago that he was an only child!
Curse that Andy! He ought to go shove his head in a ditch; I never wanted to see his face again!

I woke up again around 3:00 pm; I must have fallen back to sleep…too tired after ranting to myself probably.
I got out of bed then, the thought of food tempting me out of my room. Maybe I would become one of those comfort food maniacs and gain a ton of weight…what did I care; I didn’t have a boyfriend anymore.
“Mom, can you make me something to eat please?” I called down the stairs as I walked down.
“Sure honey, but before you eat you should talk to Andy, he’s been waiting for you to wake up for the past twenty minutes.”
I guess what my mom said didn’t register in my mind until I had already walked into the living room and saw Andy sitting on the couch holding a box of chocolates.
The logical thing to do at the moment never registered, I just stood stuck in place, watching as he stood up and started walking toward me.
“What’s wrong Carey, I thought the reason you’ve been absent for the past few days is because you’ve been sick. But your mom just told me you haven’t been and that you’ve actually been staying at home because you’re depressed…do you want to talk about it? Maybe I can help.”
“What is the point of pretending to be nice to me you slime ball,” I thought inside. Common sense and pride would have dictated that I stick up my chin and calmly walk away. But common sense and pride did nothing, and I burst into tears.
“You jerk! Why are you here shouldn’t you be with your other girlfriend?”
His face looked sincerely surprised, all innocence; who knew he was such a good actor.
“What are you going on about? I don’t have another girlfriend; you must have mistaken me for someone else.”
Even his voice sounded convincing.
“Don’t even try to lie to me, I definitely saw “you!” You were with your other girlfriend in that candy store on Sunday, how could you be so inconsiderate when Valentines Day was just around the corner?”
His face remained puzzled for a few moments and then suddenly his eyes seemed to light up, like he had suddenly come to a revelation. I took it that he had come to the conclusion continue his lie with me anymore.
“Carey that was my cousin! I asked her to help me pick out a box of chocolates since I’m not really familiar with what girls like!”
…I don’t think I’ve ever felt more embarrassed as I did at this sudden turn of events. And yet I’ve never been happier to be wrong.
Everything turned out okay in the end. After I apologized, we exchanged our chocolates, and he did realize that one of them was different from the rest. He even said that it was the best out of them all! Gee, how sweet is he?