Writing prompt: Write about a time you hid from someone, or a time you disguised who you really were.
I was 21. I was dating the ultimate bad boy. You know the one's you see in the movies, they are bad for you, but ohhhhh sooooooo good. I was in love. One look into his deep brown eyes and I'd melt.
He had me under his total control and I believed everything he told me. He was a smooth talker and he made me feel good in ways I didn't know existed.
My mom saw him with another girl in his truck. He lied his way out of that one. I found a note from another girl. He looked at me with those eyes and said I love only you. There was a kleenex in his bathroom with a big red lipstick kiss on it. He said his housekeeper left it.
I kept trying to break up with him, but every time he would look deep in my eyes, kiss me like I had never been kissed, and then I would melt and take him back. Dang it he was good!
I finally broke it off. I was determined it was over. I knew he was cheating with several other girls. I just couldn't live with it anymore.
He showed up at my best friends house while I was there. I couldn't face him. I told her to say I wasn't there. I hid in her closet. I cowered in the back of her closet praying he wouldn't look for me. I knew if I saw him I was toast.
She told him it was over and to not contact me anymore. She finally convinced him I wasn't there.
I haven't seen him since. He called me once, at a new job, right after I got married. I didn't pick up the phone. I. knew. better.
7 comments:
Oh you know they are always sooo good when they are sooo bad!!! ha-ha....great story!!
Good for you for knowing yourself well enough TO hide from him! Those bad, baaaaaadd boys!!
It is hard coming to grips that someone or thing we want soooooo bad is just that, bad for us. Even now at my age, I have trouble facing confrontation, I just don't like it, so I end up hiding from unsavories, too.
The picture is actully at my sister's house. She is an artist extroidinaire and I willpost more about her and her work in the future. I just like the odds and ends that she uses to decorate her space and make it feel all homey.
Thanks for stopping by and visiting.
OH honey! That was soooooo a perfect description of a girl in love....especially the BAD, BAD boy!!!!
Every girl ought to have at least one bad boy in her life... just for the sake of comparison. A painful, but delicious lesson. Your description was perfect. Thanks for coming to visit.
Oh wow. I had one like that. He called and asked my best friend for my number just last week! AHH! Thank God she didn't give it to him.
Glad you shook that one off..and crazy that he called you years later at your job!
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