I don't use this term lightly : regret. But when it comes to Ana and maybe almost a handful of others - funnily enough, also called Ana - regret is something that I truly feel. Not when I met them, no. And not after they'd left. But later, much later in some cases, I'd come to regret ever having spent a second of my life with those people.
Anyways, this Ana. This Ana was a weird girl, though unfortunately I always did have a tendency to fall for the weird ones. A goth/electro/metal combo, she (obviously) was into that occult shit that I'd been into about a decade before but had since grown out of, and she projected this air of being utterly unapproachable, such was her resting bitch face. And of course alll that made her that more alluring to me. I was intoduced to her one day while having a break at work - the store had an in-house caffe, and sometimes I'd go there to grab a bite to eat, or to drink some tea. So this one break, I was sitting there with 'John' and some of his mates, and maybe she was already there, maybe she joined a bit later, but soon enough me and her were already engaged in conversation. I told her I was feeling a bit down on account of the whole Claudia ordeal, and she told me she was feeling a bit down because she had also gone through a breakup. And, well, I'm pretty sure you can paint a clear picture of the disaster this turned out to be. And If a part me maybe felt kind of wary and sensed that not so great things were coming soon, then there was a part of me that was feeling something different. With Claudia, I knew and understood just how much of that which bound us was spurred by the physical and sexual chemistry between us, but Ana was... different. Though I felt very attracted to her, the sexual bit of it was almost imperceptible. In fact, we had sex only the once, and it just wasn't good. Maybe we didn't chemistry on that level. But on an emotional and intellectual level? Damn, that was off the charts. What free time I spent with her, day, afternoon and night. We'd talk about absolutely everything - I'd even confess to her about how I dreamed about having a baby girl one day, and how her name would be Cassandra. Remember this bit, it will be important some years down the line. We were - or so it seemed, or so I thought - madly in love with each other. And then things started to get... strange.
'James', my buddy who'd got me that in for the job at the store, and who also worked there, had left earlier in the year. He was also vying for a spot in the music department, and when I got it and he didn't he felt somewhat irked by it, and quit the job. So one day I find out that he and Ana were going for walks together and having a few drinks together, and how they met I can't even remember. I had a talk with him, saying that going out with MY girlfriend wasn't cool at all, but he swore up and down they were just friends, and nothing had happened. Not that it made much difference : me and Ana were done soon after. And the lunacy of this whole story was that all this happened in roughly two weeks.
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