Life is Difficult, Not Impossible
Chapter 1
"Elizabeth, can I talk to you for a minute?" His voice, calm and cool, lures me to his sexy, swimmer's body.
"What is it, baby?" I run over to my boyfriend of three years, cuddling next to him on our soft, lavender colored couch. "Are you okay?" I reach to feel his forehead for temperature.
"I'm fine. Just sit." Suddenly his voice turns to a stern, harsh tone.
"Um. Alright then." Cautiously, I take my seat next to him. I take a good look at his face, and i knew what's coming next.
"Elizabeth, I have no idea how to break it to you...."
"It's alright. You don't need to say anything. I already know. You want to break up with me right?" I pause for just a second to control myself. "It's okay. Just pack your bags and leave. I'll call the cab." I get up from the couch and head for the phone. I've been dumped so many times, I don't feel anything anymore. I don't even expect them to stop me before I call the cab anymore. They would just get up and head to our room, pact up, and leave. I called the cab on speed dial. "Hello? Yea. Another one. Yep. So can you come? Thanks. Bye. Yea I guess I'm paying too. Just send me the bill later. Yep. Okay. Bye."
"Alright! I'm leaving!!!!" Michael, my new ex-boyfriend, yells excitedly as he walks out the door.
"Bye Michael." I solemnly close the door, sinking to my knees and crying silently to myself. "I'm never going to fall in love again." I promise myself.