Here is my short story that will only be featured on my blog titled, Love.
This story is about a young couple who have recently broken up from a bad misunderstanding. The two relive their relationship through a series of flashbacks, which makes them wonder if they have made the right decision.
This story was written a few years ago before I began writing Love, Life, & Happiness, and it’s special to me because this was at a time when I started my relationship with my fiancé. Although the story is not about us, there are some details in the story that I depicted from real life events (well, just the first date).
June 12, 2013
Sophia Davis never thought her life would be where it was at that point.
“I never thought after my junior year, my life would change this quickly,” she said to herself.
She slowly turned over in her bed and looked at the clock sitting on her bedside table. She then looked at the picture of her and her ex-boyfriend and sighed.
“How did things end so quickly between us?”
She sluggishly moved out of the bed and walked to her closet. She was searching for something when she bumped into her dresser. She quickly grabbed her foot and began hobbling on one foot around her room. She lost her balance and fell hard on the hard wood floor.
A female walked into Sophia’s room in an aggravated state.“What are you doing?” Don’t you know what time it is? People are still trying to sleep.”
“Sorry, Layla, I didn’t mean to wake you.”
“It’s okay. It just the end of our summer vacation and I’m just trying to sleep late, but it’s cool that you disturbed me.”
“Listen, I don’t need an attitude from you. I said I was sorry.”
Layla looked at Sophia and bust out laughing.
“You better be glad I’m your roommate, because believe me, no one would be able to put up with you.”
Sophia laughed. “You have to because not only are you my roommate, but you’re my cousin. We’re family, we have to stick together.”
“I guess,” Layla said while laughing.
The two could be sisters instead of cousins, with their long black hair, honey colored complexion, and hazel eyes. The two were also the same height and had the same body type, which was good for the both of them since they loved to borrow each other’s clothes.
But Layla noticed Sophia wasn’t in the mood for silliness or banter. As Sophia goes over to her bed, she saw the hurt look on her cousin’s face and sat down beside her.
“You’re still hurting, are you?”
Sophia nodded. “It’s been a week now and Patrick still hasn’t called. What happened to make things between us go from living in paradise to living in hell?”
“I don’t know, but I think I could take a guess. Your ex-boyfriend came back into the picture. That why they call them exes; they’re people you keep in the past.”
Layla stood up and walked to the door. She turned around and smiled.
“Everything is going to be okay. Let Patrick have his breathing room right now.”
Sophia nodded and gave a half smile. She looked at the picture of her and Patrick smiling. She picked it up and grinned.
“If only I could go back to the beginning….”
August 29, 2011
On the first day of the new semester at Bellview University, students were eagerly going to their new classes. Sophia was walking across the quad with two other girls, talking and laughing about things that happened over the summer.
“I can’t believe we’re back in school. I feel like we just started our summer vacations.” One of the girls said.
“All I’ve done this summer was go to class, so it’s not like I had a break.” Sophia said.
“While you had your face in the books, we were out partying and having fun.”
“Natalie, please. You were doing that while you were in school,” Sophia said while laughing. Besides, I didn’t mind being in class; I just want to graduate early.”
“That’s cool and all, but where’s the fun in that? Sophia, ever since you started college you haven’t actually experienced the college life. You haven’t partied, got drunk…”
“Got laid,” her other friend mentioned.
“Is that all you two think about is sex and partying? I have done my fair share of partying. Dang, you two are making me out to be a nun or something.”
The three headed to the English building talking when Sophia ran into someone. The books she had in her hand fell to the ground while papers went all over the grass.
“Great,” Sophia whispered while falling to her knees.
“I’m so sorry. Let me help you.” the guy said.
“Thanks, it was my fault. I should have been paying attention.” Sophia mentioned.
She looked up to stare at the most gorgeous guy she has ever seen. The guy had the same complexion as hers, but a little darker, with an intense shade of brown eyes. Sophia’s eyes trailed from the guy’s face, to his body. Although he was dressed in a blue t-shirt and dark jeans, she knew he definitely worked out.
“Hi,” she softly said.
Natalie looked over and noticed the guy Sophia bumped into.
“Patrick, is that you?”
He gave a weak smile at Natalie when she mentioned his name.
“Hey, Natalie, what’s up?”
“You two know each other?” Sophia asked.
“Yeah; Sophia, this is Patrick Baker, the guy I worked with over the summer. I told you about him.” Natalie whispered.
“She wanted to sleep with him.” Natalie and Sophia’s friend loudly said.
“Cassandra!” Natalie yelled.
Patrick stood up and handed Sophia her books.
“I have to go. Maybe I’ll see you around campus.”
Sophia smiled. “Sure.”
Patrick smiled again while turning around and heading towards the admission building. He turned around to stare at Sophia again.
Natalie threw Cassandra an angry look. “You heifer! I can’t believe you just said that! That was supposed to been private.”
“Sorry, it slipped out. I don’t think he heard me anyway.”
Sophia looked at the door closed and smiled.
“So, you know Patrick?”
“I tried to talk to him when we were working at the clothing store, but he was involved at the time. From what I’ve heard now, he’s single. You want to talk to him, don’t you?”
“No, I was just asking. What would he want with me anyway?”
“Sophia, please. You’re beautiful. Any guy would want to talk to you. Just because that asshole of an ex you had dumped you doesn’t mean you’re not relationship material.” Cassandra said.
“Do we have to go there with James?”
“Sophia, James was a jerk. He was only for himself. Don’t let him stop you from dating.”
“I better go. I’m already late for class.” Sophia said.
She quickly went to the English building door and opened it.
Natalie looked at Cassandra and smiled.
“I have an idea. Why don’t I fix Sophia and Patrick up? Patrick is such a sweet guy and he’s available now; and Sophia really needs someone good in her life.”
“You really think that’s a good idea? You wanted to talk to him at one point.”
“That’s okay. I have Thomas now so I’m officially off the market. That’s my mission for today. Are you in?”
Cassandra smiled. “Of course.”
Natalie hugged Cassandra. “Before today is over, I will be considered a match maker.”
After her second class of the day, Sophia was already tired. She kept thinking back to early that morning when Cassandra brought up James.
I tried so hard to forget about him.
She walked over to the student union and found an empty seat near the window. She started to take out a book to read when Natalie and Cassandra sat in front of her.
“Don’t you ever find anything else to do besides read?” Natalie asked.
“I consider a book these days a good companion instead of a man.”
Natalie giggled. “You really need a social life, and by the end of the day you might have one. Don’t be mad but I done something today that involves you.”
Sophia gave Natalie a perplexed look. “Is it something bad or good? How the way you’re looking I probably would want to kill you later.”
“This only for your own good. Remember Patrick from this morning?”
“Well, I gave him your number.”
“Hear me out. Patrick’s a great guy. He’s sweet, honest and sensitive, everything you would want in a man.”
“If he’s such a wonderful guy, then why you not dating him?”
“Because I have Thomas. Listen, Patrick is trying to find Miss Right, just like you’re trying to find Mr. Perfect, so what wrong with a little push in the right direction?”
Sophia sighed. “Does he want to talk to me?”
“He did ask about you when I talked to him, so I gave your number and told him to call you. It’s nothing wrong with talking to him.”
“You’re right, I guess. But if he turns out to be a psycho, I’m blaming you.”
“Whatever. Good luck.” Natalie said while getting up.
Sophia looked at the window and took a deep breath.
What have I gotten myself into?
Sophia glanced at the TV in a daze. It was eleven o’clock and she was still clutching the picture of her and Patrick. Layla walked into the living room and stared at Sophia.
“I don’t believe this. Sophia, get up. You’ve been sitting in that same position since you got up. And what are you looking at? The TV is not even on.”
“I don’t feel like watching TV. I just want to stay in this position forever.”
“Sophia, I understand you and Patrick broke up, but it’s not the end of the world. Girl, you have to get out there and have some fun. This is the last day of our summer break and I’m not going to let you sit here and look depressed. Now you’re coming with me and we’re going shopping.”
“I don’t want to.”
“Do you really think Patrick is at his place moping around like you? Hell no. Now, let’s get ready.”
Layla yanked Sophia from the couch and took her towards her room. Sophia still had the picture of her and Patrick clutched against her chest.
“And will you please put down that picture!”
Patrick Baker was lying in his bed staring at the ceiling.
I never thought breaking up with someone would be this hard.
He rolled over on his side and looked at the picture of him and Sophia. He began to touch Sophia’s smiling face when his friend Aiden Robinson walked in. He stared at Patrick and rolled his eyes.
“Stop it Patrick! I can’t believe you’re doing this to yourself.”
“Leave me alone, Aiden. Can I mope in peace?”
“No you can’t because you’re making me want to mope and I didn’t break up with my girl. Patrick, if you want Sophia back, you have to fight. To be honest, I don’t know why you two broke up in the first place.”
“We broke up because of her ex, that’s why.”
“Did Sophia try to get back with him? From what I know, I don’t think so.”
Patrick sighed and stared at the ceiling again.
“You can mope all you want. I’m going to work. I’ll see you later.”
“Whatever.” Patrick said and turned over on his other side.
“Yeah, whatever.” Aiden said
Patrick turned back over and looked at the picture again.
“What happened between us?”
August 30, 2011
Patrick was sitting in his room staring at his phone. He promised Natalie he would call Sophia that night.
“Just dial, Patrick. What’s wrong with you?”
He has been staring at his phone for about twenty minutes. He dialed the number a couple of times, but hung up on the last digit. Patrick has always seen Sophia around, from school to his job, to even with her ex-boyfriend, but he never thought he would have a chance to talk to her.
And you won’t if you don’t dial the number.
He picked the phone up from off his bed and pushed the talk button. He quickly dialed the number and waited patiently while the other end was ringing. He was about to hang up when a voice appeared on the other end.
“Hi. May I speak to Sophia, please?”
“Speaking. Hi Patrick.”
“How did you know it was me?”
“A little thing called Caller ID.”
Patrick chuckled. “Of course. How are you?”
“Pretty good. And you?”
“To be honest, I didn’t think you were going to call.”
“Why you thought that?”
“I don’t know. Why would you want to? You don’t know me and you just met me today and that was by us bumping into each other.”
“Technically, I have seen you around school and my job; and is that why I’m talking to you now, to get to know you.”
“I guess so.”
“Why don’t we get to know each other and go out this Friday? We can do whatever you want.”
“I don’t know, I just broke up with someone and I’m not ready to date.”
“From what I heard, you’ve been single for a month and I don’t see anything wrong with a friendly date.”
“Natalie really has a big mouth, you know that.”
“I know, but she’s also a good friend. She only wants what’s best for her friends. So, what’s your answer?”
“Sure, why not.”
“Great. I’ll pick you up around seven.”
“It’s a date then.”
“Okay, well I better go.”
“Talk to you later.”
“You can count on that.”
Patrick looked at the phone and hung up.
“I have a date Friday. Friday is going to be fun….”
Sophia and Layla walked into Starbucks. Layla goes straight to the counter while Sophia sat down at the nearest table. Layla walked over to Sophia.
“You don’t want anything?”
“No, I can wait.”
Layla gave a smirk and goes back to the line. Sophia looked around, and slowly exhaled, trying hard to keep the tears from falling.
This is where Patrick and I had our first date…
September 2, 2011
Sophia and Patrick walked into Starbucks in a fit of laughter.
“This is where you wanted to go?” Patrick asked.
“Yeah. We can sit, talk and drink coffee.”
“I hate coffee.”
“Okay. Well, we can sit and talk.”
“That sounds good.”
The two strolled over to a table near the back of the coffeehouse. Sophia was about to sit down when Patrick stopped her.
“No, no, no. Let me,” he said as he pulled out a chair for her.
Sophia gave a huge grin. “Thanks. No one has ever done that for me before.”
“Not even your ex?”
“That’s bad; a guy should always do that for a woman.”
“I agree. There need to be more of you out there.”
Patrick smiled. “So Sophia, tell me what is your idea of fun?”
“I guess a movie or going out to eat, playing a game of pool or miniature golf. I wouldn’t know too much about fun since I don’t go out much.”
“You’re telling me a gorgeous girl like you don’t go out. Why is that?”
“I guess you could consider me a goody-two-shoes who haven’t done much compared to my friends.”
“You don’t party or drink?”
“Tell me if I’m being a little personal, but are you a virgin?”
Sophia blushed. “That is a little personal.”
“Sorry, I shouldn’t have asked.”
“That doesn’t mean I won’t answer. Yes, I am a virgin and I’m proud of it. How many twenty- year- olds you’re going to meet who are still a virgin?”
Patrick smiled and touched Sophia’s hand. “I met one tonight and it’s nothing wrong with that. That’s a special gift that you should take seriously. You should hold on to that.”
Sophia smiled and stared at her hands. Patrick placed his hand on Sophia’s chin and gazed into her hazel eyes.
The two looked at each other until one of the baristas behind the counter turned on the blender. The two stared at each other and smiled.
“You want to get out of here?”
“Sure. Where is our next stop?”
“Something you like to do for fun.” Patrick replied.
Sophia smiled as the two got up from the table and goes towards the door…
Sophia looked at the door and turned around. Layla was sitting in front of her looking at her with an odd expression.
“You finish daydreaming? I’ve been sitting here for five minutes.”
“Sorry. Why you didn’t say anything?”
“Sophia, I know this is where you and Patrick had your first date, but you can’t keep going to places you two visited and start daydreaming.”
“I know Layla. Let’s just go.” Sophia said as she grabbed her purse.
“I really hope you’re not like this all day.” Layla mumbled as she followed Sophia out the door.
Patrick goes into the living room of his apartment and turned on the TV. He surfed the channels when he suddenly stopped on the sports network. A pool tournament was on and one of the players was about to rack. Patrick leaned back on the couch and sighed.
September 2, 2011
“Where are we going?” Sophia asked.
The two were in Patrick’s car. He made a left turn, ending the destination.
“You mentioned one of these activities as fun, so I decided this could be fun for a first date.”
He found a parking spot near Uncle Rick’s Pool Hall and turned off the engine.
“Pool, cool. Even though I said pool was fun, I didn’t really say I knew how to play.”
“In that case, this is going to be even more fun.” Patrick said.
As soon as the two stepped into the pool hall, all eyes turned to the two.
Sophia looked at Patrick. “Why is everyone staring at us?”
“Maybe they see what I see.”
“A beautiful woman standing next to me.”
Sophia unexpectedly turned a bright shade of red, which Patrick thought was adorable.
After a few minutes inside the pool hall, the two were having a lot of fun. Sophia was racking when Patrick got up from his stool.
“Are you having fun?” He asked.
“Yeah, even though you keep winning, but that’s okay. I can get you on the next game.”
“For someone who said they haven’t played before you got some skills. You sure you haven’t played before?”
“Seriously, I haven’t.”
“I’m going to get a drink. You want anything?”
“I’m good. Thanks.”
Sophia goes to a stool and sat down. She looked at Patrick at the counter and smiled. He walked back with a drink in his hand.
“What are smiling about?”
“Nothing, just thinking.”
“Nothing important. You want to start another game?”
Sophia looked at the drink Patrick had and picked it up. “Would you mind if I took a sip?”
“Sure, but it does have vodka in it.”
“I thought you don’t drink.”
“I do sometimes.” Sophia said.
She took the glass to her lips and started to drink. Patrick gave Sophia a bewildered look as she drunk half the glass. She put down the drink and gave a light burp.
“Excuse me. That was good.”
“Dang girl, you should have slow down on that.”
“I’m sorry. I’ll buy you another one. I didn’t mean to drink half of it.”
“That’s okay. I’ll just get another one.”
After two and a half drinks and an hour later, Patrick looked at Sophia in total shock. She was lying on the pool table laughing hysterically.
I haven’t even said anything and she’s laughing.
“Sophia, are you okay?”
“I’m peachy, Patrick, just peachy.” Sophia said through a series of giggles.
“I believe you’re drunk. Maybe I should get you something to sober up.”
“I’m not drunk. I’m fine. In fact, I’m better than fine. I’m perfect.” Sophia rambled. She goes over to a vending machine.
“I don’t know why you think I’m drunk. I mean I see you right? And since when did you have a twin?”
Patrick shook his head as he goes over to Sophia and turned her around to face him.
“Oh, hey, Patrick. You know I was just talking to your twin.”
He smiled as he put an arm around her. “We better go. I think you had enough tonight.”
“No, I didn’t. I’m just having fun.” Sophia said as she started to laugh again.
“Before we leave, you have to lower your voice. I don’t want either one of us in trouble since you’re underage and been drinking.”
“Who…was….drinking? I…wasn’t…drinking.” Sophia slurred.
“Okay, let’s not say anything at all.” Patrick said as he took Sophia’s purse from the table.
Sophia leaned into Patrick as she put a hand on his chest. She gave him a seductive glance, making Patrick a little nervous, but also aroused.
“You know, when I first saw you, I said to myself how sexy you looked. How much I wanted to kiss you then, and even more now.”
Patrick smiled at the comment. Trust the flow of alcohol to get a person to really talk.
The two walked to the exit when a police officer opened the door.
“Have a good night. Be careful out there.”
“Thank you, Officer.” Patrick said.
The two was out the door when Sophia fell over. Patrick caught her before she fell on the sidewalk.
“Is she alright?”
“Yeah, she’s a little tired. She had a long day and I dragged her out to play pool.”
“Okay then. Good night.”
Before Sophia could say anything, Patrick covered her mouth with his hand. The two went over to Patrick’s car when Sophia suddenly stopped.
“Please don’t tell me you’re going to be sick.”
“No, not yet anyway.”
“What’s wrong then?”
“Don’t be mad at me for tonight, Patrick. We were having such a great time until I decided to drink.”
Patrick smiled. “It’s not your fault. I shouldn’t have brought the drinks. I blame myself.”
The two stared at each other when Sophia stepped closer to Patrick. She grabbed him and kissed him roughly on the lips. He put his hand in Sophia’s hair as he thrust his tongue into her mouth, savoring the moment.
As soon as Patrick tried to deepen the kiss, Sophia pulled away. He looked at her unable to say or do anything else.
“What’s wrong?” He finally managed to say.
Before Sophia could say anything, she kneeled over and vomited on Patrick’s shoes. He looked at the sky in disgust as he lets out a huge groan.
“What a night….”
Patrick woke up from his daydream and looked at the TV. The pool tournament was over and a baseball game was playing. He turned off the TV and exhaled.
“Our first date. I remember it like it was yesterday.”
He leaned back on the couch and sighed.