Hey Fuckers
Apologies. My mind seemed to want to work on this story and I ran with it.
A One shot I had written most of in 2018. It's just a story. Lighten up.
Ding dong.
"Oh my god! Amber! Eeeeeeee!" squeals my girlfriend.
"Hi baby! Oh it's so good to see you. Eeeeee!" Amber squealed back.
I swear I heard dogs barking in the neighborhood from the girl's high pitched squeals. After a long hug, Amber looked over at me.
"Marty. It's good to see you." she said.
She came over and I gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
"It's good to see you to Amber." I said.
"Come in and sit down. This is such a surprise. What's going on with you?" said Karen excitedly.
"Seeing how I am single again. I thought I needed to see my best friend." said Amber.
"Oh No. What happened?" asked Karen.
"Well, a few weeks ago I found out John wanted to date other women without me knowing." said Amber.
"Oh shit. You guys couldn't work that out?" asked Karen
"What? Work what out?" she asked confused.
"You know. Did you guys talk it out?" asked Karen.
"No. I dumped him. Why would I talk to him?" said Amber defiantly.
My girlfriend can be really weird some times.
"Did he just start dating or was it like a drunk hookup?" asked Karen.
"He was dating her!" said Amber confused.
Earth to Karen. Wtf.
"Oh yeah. Dump his ass. Did he beg you to take him back?" questioned Karen.
"He did, but he lied about everything. I just said forget it." said Amber waving her hands around.
"Good for you." I said nodding.
What an idiot this guy must have been. Amber is super sweet.
But, there's no fucking way I can take an hour of this conversation going back and forth.
"Hey baby. I need run to the grocery store still for dinner supplies." I said.
"Oh, right. Amber? Stay for dinner please? Right honey?" asked Karen.
"Yeah. That would be great." I said.
"Okay!" said Amber smiling.
"Honey would you grab some more wine as well?" asked Karen.
"Yeah. No problem." I said grabbing my keys and wallet.
I leaned over to give Karen a kiss and slapped her ass.
"He he, thanks baby." she said.
Amber was giving me a look. Approval?
Karen and Amber are kind of similarly built and have the same style.
Although it's obvious who has the bigger nipples. Damn Amber.
I walked outside toward my truck. Shit. I better check the propane tank since we're grilling. I walked under the deck and then got a text message from a buddy.
"You coming with us to watch week 1 tomorrow?"
"You know it." I texted back.
I hope my fantasy team doesn't shit the bed week 1. At least I didn't draft that ass clown Antonio Brown.
I heard the sliding door open above me.
"Let's sit out here and catch up. Marty will be gone for a little while." Karen said.
"So how's things going with you and Marty?" asked Amber.
"Great. I think he's going to pop the question soon." she said in a sing song voice.
"Oh my god. That's so awesome!" said Amber.
A smile came to my face. We both came out of bleh relationships. It's been a really good year and half together. I love almost everything about her.
"I give him reminders, but I think he will probably do it in the next couple of months." Karen said.
That's true. Her little reminders are pretty obvious. Ha. I better get moving. Little does she know about what's going to happen on Thanksgiving!
"So? Did you tell him about that time me and you...?" said Amber.
"Oh god no. Why would I?" Karen said giggling.
"You guys haven't talked about your deep dark secrets? Your last birthday, the weekend?" asked Amber.
I stood deathly still. I could hear my heart beating. Where the fuck is this going?
"That was over a year ago." Karen said.
"I still feel bad. I didn't know you guys were exclusive at the time. Did Dave know?" continued Amber.
Dave? Dave? That asshole she was seeing before me? That fucking Dave?
"Yeah. Nothing happened. Hahaha. Oh god! I totally blame Mr. Cuervo. That was a crazy weekend of sex!" exclaimed my girlfriend.
Weekend? I think I'm going to be sick. Her last birthday. Shit! I was with her on her actual birthday, Friday night. But I had to work that weekend and we weren't living together yet.
"So what are you going to do?" asked Amber.
"Nothing. It's the past. You know the wind out here is making me chilly. Let's go back inside." Karen said.
I got to get out of here. I walked quickly and jumped in my truck.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" I yelled and punched the steering wheel.
Oh my fucking God. FiancΓ©? Fuck that! Fuck her!
What the fuck am I going to do? Is this a one-time mistake? Or is this the person she is?
That was no mistake. Hell, Amber felt bad. I can't marry her. No fucking way. I can't stay with her. We are fucking done!
Fuck!
Calm down. My head hurts. Argh!
Ok. I have plenty of places to stay. But I need time to get my shit packed. Fuck!
There's the store. Let me park and think. I need a no drama escape.
Karen will be a lights out drama princess. I have no doubt.
Wait a second. I'll buy a shitload of wine and that will put her out of commission. She'll be hungover and sleep in past noon. Her fog will cover my escape.
I'll just sit here for a bit longer. Time for sadness later man.
I finally got out and walked into the liquor store. She is always is a chatter box when she gets sloshed.
You know. I'll get 3 bottles of wine, a bottle of tequila and some limes. That should be plenty to do her in, especially since I'll be faking it.
I put the booze in the truck and sat there. I need to see tonight thru to avoid the crying. Shit!
At least I get to grill and be away from her. Now for the food I guess.
As I walked in with the groceries, the girls kept chattering. I put everything away and started chilling the new wine right away. We had a bottle ready to go.
I need to hide this anger. I want to grab her by the hair and... Argh!
I pulled the wine out and filled the Bordeaux glasses to about three quarters. My hands are still shaking. I grabbed my self a Red Bull and started sipping it.