Mine to Lose
Mine to Lose story and teasers Copyright 2013. T.K. Rapp. All Rights Reserved.
I’m so angry, that my typically modest attire won’t suffice. I hurry to my closet and search for the skimpiest dress in my possession. When I find it, it’s pushed so far in the back that, if I blow on it, dust might actually fly off. I change out of comfy cloths and slip into the sexy purple off the shoulder dress that I haven’t worn since college. It was one of Ryan’s favorites, maybe someone else will like it, too.
I’m looking for trouble.
I look down at my hand and eye the ring, a promise that Ryan made to me. The hurt I feel is greater than my desire to wear something that I’m not sure represents the original promise. The ring has taken up residence on my finger for over a year, so when I take it off, the while line shows the remnants of what once was. There’s a light knock at the door that startles me out of my ring-induced trance, so I finish touching up my makeup before answering.
I was expecting Joss, so seeing Ryan standing in the threshold surprises me. The look on his face goes from neutral to shock-filled in less than a second, and I beam inside, knowing that he might be pissed.
“What are you doing here?” I ask, annoyed.
“I thought we could talk,” confusion laces his tone.
“I think you said everything you needed to say in your note,” I bite out. “Besides, you told me to call when I’m ready, and well- I’m not ready. In fact, I have plans.” Before I can elaborate, Joss walks in and sees the two of us in a standoff and tries to back away.
“Hey, Joss,” I call to her, from around Ryan in a chipper tone, “I’ll be ready in five.” She nods her head, but looks as though she might not be around in five minutes because she plans to bolt.