Post by Shelby on Apr 7, 2017 0:37:19 GMT
His facial expressions were beginning to bother her, as were the tones of voices that he took to her. What was supposed to be a fun little squabble was turning into a full argument, one where Chardonnay's smirk no longer tried to express itself over her lips, where her body started to tense and her brows started to furrow. Why couldn't he let her have this, something that she had won, while she as pregnant? She didn't want to use it as an excuse, but she thought that he'd be a little more willing, or nice, to her because she was carrying his baby.
Apparently she had been wrong in assuming that.
Her hands clenched into fists, and right when she was about to speak, to yell back at Arthur, he side stepped out of her way and said that they could talk about it more back at his apartment. He turned around and headed towards his car that was parked a few spaces away from her, far enough to where he wouldn't hear her if she groaned, but close enough to where she could still see his black hair glinting in the florescent light that hung above his Jeep. That damn car. That damn man. She slammed her car door shut with more force than she had intended, and instead of waiting for Arthur to lead the way to his apartment complex, she started her car and drove off, speaking to her car and telling it to give her directions to his place. It angered her that she still knew his address, that she was here at all with him, that she was in this situation.
He had said that he had wanted this to be a good night, that he wanted them to have a good time, and she had almost fallen in that hole while watching the fireworks and when eating the surprisingly good dinner at that little shack. But that dream was shattered for Chardonnay. As her bladder filled on the way to Arthur's complex, she let her festering emotions finally take over. Her hands gripped the steering wheel too tight, and she felt sick to her stomach. It didn't help when she made it to Arthur's apartment complex, to park where she normally parked, and looked up at the building. She could see the window that lead to his place; it was dark, and the balcony was barren. It seemed like a lifetime ago that she had been here when in reality she had been back recently. But it had been a lifetime ago since she had last been here on a normal circumstance, when she just came here to fuck Arthur and then leave in the morning.
Nothing was ever going to be normal again. There would never be a time with Arthur again where they weren't thinking about the baby, where he wasn't trying to get to know her, to date her while she was trying to distance herself from him. And from the baby.
Arthur pulled up not long after she had; she saw his headlights shine in her direction before he parked. Chardonnay got out of the car, without waiting for Arthur, unlocked her trunk and grabbed her overnight bag before and then headed towards the complex building, where she traversed the stairs and waited at his door. She tapped one of her feet on the ground impatiently, irritated and brimming with piss. "Hurry up and unlock the door," she snapped.
Apparently she had been wrong in assuming that.
Her hands clenched into fists, and right when she was about to speak, to yell back at Arthur, he side stepped out of her way and said that they could talk about it more back at his apartment. He turned around and headed towards his car that was parked a few spaces away from her, far enough to where he wouldn't hear her if she groaned, but close enough to where she could still see his black hair glinting in the florescent light that hung above his Jeep. That damn car. That damn man. She slammed her car door shut with more force than she had intended, and instead of waiting for Arthur to lead the way to his apartment complex, she started her car and drove off, speaking to her car and telling it to give her directions to his place. It angered her that she still knew his address, that she was here at all with him, that she was in this situation.
He had said that he had wanted this to be a good night, that he wanted them to have a good time, and she had almost fallen in that hole while watching the fireworks and when eating the surprisingly good dinner at that little shack. But that dream was shattered for Chardonnay. As her bladder filled on the way to Arthur's complex, she let her festering emotions finally take over. Her hands gripped the steering wheel too tight, and she felt sick to her stomach. It didn't help when she made it to Arthur's apartment complex, to park where she normally parked, and looked up at the building. She could see the window that lead to his place; it was dark, and the balcony was barren. It seemed like a lifetime ago that she had been here when in reality she had been back recently. But it had been a lifetime ago since she had last been here on a normal circumstance, when she just came here to fuck Arthur and then leave in the morning.
Nothing was ever going to be normal again. There would never be a time with Arthur again where they weren't thinking about the baby, where he wasn't trying to get to know her, to date her while she was trying to distance herself from him. And from the baby.
Arthur pulled up not long after she had; she saw his headlights shine in her direction before he parked. Chardonnay got out of the car, without waiting for Arthur, unlocked her trunk and grabbed her overnight bag before and then headed towards the complex building, where she traversed the stairs and waited at his door. She tapped one of her feet on the ground impatiently, irritated and brimming with piss. "Hurry up and unlock the door," she snapped.