From Mysteries of the Dark II
Tia stood in the doorway of the fast food restaurant in complete disbelief. Walking away from her in a bright yellow shirt was the one, the love of her life. Tears streaming down her cheeks, she followed him to the parking lot. “Why are you rejecting me like this?”
He ignored her, walking swiftly to his black Camero. She rushed toward him trying to keep him from getting into his car. “You can’t do this to me. You can’t leave me. Not here!”
With a bewildered look on his face he retorted, “You are crazy, just leave me alone! Go away!” He slammed the door of his car, nearly closing it on her fingers. He locked the doors, started the car, and raced out of the parking lot.
Tia collapsed in the now vacant parking space. Her shoulders shook violently as she wept. She covered her face as she wailed and cried barely noticing his friends leaving the restaurant. Adding insult to injury, the manager of the restaurant asked her to leave the premises.
Collecting herself Tia stood and began walking down the sidewalk away from the restaurant, their restaurant. Tears continued to stream down her reddened cheeks. As she walked she wondered how they had gotten to this point. She knew that they were meant to be together. He was so kind to her. “Why does this keep happening?” she said aloud.
She floated back through her memories, When they first met he handed her a napkin in a fast food restaurant. He was wearing that yellow shirt with a collar that he liked so much. He smiled at her and she knew at that moment that he was the one. And now, here he was at the same restaurant, wearing that same shirt, leaving her for good.
She remembered his laughter and how good he always looked in that yellow shirt. It became painfully obvious that he never really cared for her. He never introduced her to his friends or even let her ride in his Camero. “Why do I always date such jerks?”
She continued walking on the sidewalk until she arrived at a nearby gas station. She decided to go in to get some medicine for a quickly forming headache. As she approached the doors, she noticed an attractive man in a blue button up shirt and blue jeans going in before her. He seemed to notice her and held the door for her to enter the building.
She thanked him, “It’s nice to see that chivalry is not dead. Thank you.”
He laughed, “Yeah, my mom always told be to be a gentleman when I can.”
“My name is Tia.”
“Charles, nice to meet you.”
“Charles, I’ve just been through a pretty bad breakup. It is refreshing to see that there is some kindness left in the world.”
He smiled and thanked her then stepped over to the beverage station to make coffee. Tia couldn’t help but notice that he pulled out two cups and began preparing them. Curious she watched as he made one coffee straight black, but the other had french vanilla creamer and four sugars, just the way she liked it.
She remarked, “How did you know how I like my coffee?”
Surprised he turned to see her and answered, “Oh, um, you like your coffee this way, too?”
“Oh, silly. Of course I do. I guess that’s how you know it’s real, when you begin to notice even the little things.”
Charles looked confused. Well…” he said nervously, slowly side-stepping around her, “it was nice to meet you.”
She could tell that he was distancing himself from her. “Why are you acting so distant?”
Charles stammered, “I..I’m sorry, what?”
“Why are you acting this way?”
“I’m sorry, Miss, I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He stepped up to the counter to pay for the coffees and gas.
“Miss? My name is Tia, or have you forgotten already?” she responded in an aggravated tone. “Maybe we just need some time alone together…” she hinted.
Charles walked quickly toward the entrance, reacting defensively. “Look, I’m sorry. I don’t want you to get the wrong impression. I mean, you’re nice and all, but I’m with someone.”
“You’re cheating on me!” she yelled.
“Cheating…what? No. I mean…”
“You dog!” she interrupted, “How could you? We were supposed to be together! You’ve been nothing but nice to me and now THIS?” she yelled.
A small crowd began to gather. Embarrassed from everyone staring Charles replied, “Look, lady. I don’t know you. I really wish you well in your life, though. I hope you get the help you need.”
“I know that we’ve grown apart, but you were supposed to be with me through thick and thin!”
A young woman made her way through the crowd, “Charles, what’s going on?”
“Who is this tramp?” Tia accused, “Someone you just picked up, Charles?”
“Babe, I don’t know who this is,” he said speaking to the young woman, “She just started talking to me…”
Tia interrupted, “So you thought you’d just pick her up, then?”
“I wasn’t talking to you. You’re crazy. C’mon Monica, let’s get out of here.”
Tia followed them to their car. “Oh, she’s good enough to ride in your car, but I’m not!’
Charles closed the door, turned on the car and left the gas station without getting the gas he paid for.
Tia yelled as he drove away “Why are you rejecting me like this?”
Tia collapsed by the gas pump crying as she watched him drive away with Monica. She knew that they were meant to be together. He was so kind to her. “Why does this keep happening?”
She floated back through her memories, When they first met he held the door open for her at that gas station.. He was wearing that blue button down shirt that he liked so much. He smiled at her and she knew at that moment that he was the one. And now, here he was at the same gas station, wearing that same shirt, leaving her for good.
She remembered his kind smile and how good he always looked in that blue shirt. It became painfully obvious that he never cared for her. He never introduced her to his friends or even let her ride in his Camry. And to parade Monica in front of her…
As she sat there, crying, a Police officer pulled up with his lights flashing. “Unit 207, I have the suspect in sight, requesting assistance at 903 Turner Bay road.” Turning his attention to her he asked, “Ma’am, are you okay?”
He looked so authoritative in his uniform. Wiping the tears from her eyes, she said, “My name is Tia. You are so kind…”