It is said that the Death card of a tarot deck does not necessarily represent death, but more of an end to something of importance. Tuesday was a good demonstration of that. It began as a fairly normal day. Normal as in the second day of school always being really bad for anything involving romance. I didn't have to audition for my 7/8 class, so I went up to the third floor to do Calculus homework. Turns out I really DID need that second study hall. So I sat next to Tom, who then remarked that he saw my ex at a party two weekends before. Only one problem. He wasn't my ex at that point. At first Tom said it was probably just some sort of misunderstanding between him and Alex and left for a while. I thought it was suspicious, but was content with waiting until I got home to ask Rik about it. Then Tom came back, explaining that he had also seen Rik with another girl and that he was telling everyone there that we broke up a while ago. That's when it started. The closest feeling to it is nausea, but it's a little different. For the next three days I just kept feeling like I wanted to vomit up every internal organ I had out of pure disgust. Thankfully that's gone away.
That night, I confronted Rik about what he had really been doing at that party. At first he tried denying it. Then he said he didn't remember what he did because he had caffiene. Then he blamed it on the drugs (which he said he didn't do and would break up with me if I did). Then he finally admits to it, saying that it's "the way I am and I can't help it". That's nice. Why couldn't you have told me that FIVE ******** MONTHS AGO?! The ******** been out of my life for less than a week and I already feel like it was all for the better. An illusion died so that I could know a better reality.
Can't say the same for Rik though. So far he's gotten everyone at SF pissed at him. Then his friends from Eashampton won't be too happy either when they hear that he was lying to them too. But maybe that's for the better too. Because the day will come when he runs out of people to bullshit. Then he'll be very lonely and have no one else to blame.
 IcyNirvana7 · Mon Sep 19, 2005 @ 04:26am · 0 Comments |
