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Banging walls and goodbyes
Baffling Perfections
‘I have no idea what to do with you !’ she sighs taking a seat and hiding her face in her palms, a striking gesture of being overwhelmed if any. I take a seat opposite her and reach for her knees ‘Sadie...’ I sigh ‘we’re not ready for any of this.’ She decides jadedly ‘we are.’ I assure her ‘no we’re not! You range from incredibly sweet to a motherfucking asshole and then back to sweet and you just bounce between the two extremes like a hyperactive Spalding!’ she shrieks infuriately, her hands flinging around as though she was simply beleaguered by the circumstances ‘what’s a Spalding?’ I wonder. She sighs and looks at me ‘it’s a brand of basketballs.’ She explains resignedly ‘okay.’ I register it in my mind. She looks intently at me in silence for a while as though she was trying to fathom what my malfunction was. ‘I don’t trust him; you I trust.’ I assure her ‘we are the most unsuitable couple I have ever come across.’ She announces pensively ‘no we’re not. Lucas and Isabel are incompatible; we are very congruous.’ I re-join
She gawks at me some more ‘you’re the exact type of guy I don’t want in my life.’ She realizes ‘that’s bollocks!’ I dismiss it ‘seriously! You’re everything in the list! You’re impetuous! Thoughtless! Impulsive! You have no plausible goals in life! You’re complacent! Possessive! Violent! Inflexible! Severe! Bold to a fault! Egoistic! Lying! Manipulative! Scheming! Overly dramatic and selfish to a perfection that baffles Me.’ she assesses me ‘we have superb chemistry though.’ I contend to my defence ‘which will only spell out disaster. I’m not ready for sex! Sex gets people pregnant! And pregnant people become mothers and mothers don’t go around owning the world!’ she exclaims shutting down my contention. A twenty-year-old virgin! That wasn’t unbelievable until you saw Sadie; and she could be mine! I could be the first man to explore her!! ‘I’m going to sleep.’ She sighs standing up from her seat. I stand up as well ‘please don’t follow me.’ she inculcates walking away from me...
It couldn’t labour this way! I couldn’t be the guy on her list of guys she should never date! That’s psychosis! I’m the next duke of Angelford! I was born with a bright future in my palm! What does she mean by that? Does she know how many women would kill, maim or hurt to be in her position without delay?? I could be some class of reality show in America! I’m the next duke of Angelford! I grunt and try shutting my eyes but that wretched play thing of mine and her sharp tongue clout me wakeful. Who says I’m egoistic? I am no such thing! Lucas is egoistic! I am noble and misconstrued! Why just last week I facilitated that Ambrose Michaels’ hip-hop video! I requested for nothing in return! How self-seeking is that?! I gave her a ride to the plaza! I offered her this complimentary vacation! I’m quite the altruist!
I even constrained my autonomies with her when she expressed no interest in coitus!! If it was Lucas he would tie her to the bed and have his way at any rate! Especially if her body called to his the way it did to me! I decide that she has gone dippy now and attempt to shut my eyes again but to no avail. What she needs is to savour the feel of the incidence without my interruption. That’s what was necessary here; if she was of the notion that Lucas was in any way better off than I then I ought to give him fair chance to prove else!!
