Cocaine Princess here.
To review:
ME: Looking back now I can never figure out why I ever dated him. I can't come up with not even one sane answer.
Sister reached across the table and gently held my hand.
A: Aren’t you always the one who says everything happens for a reason?
Leave it to "A" to use my own words against me.
A: If you honestly believe that, then until the time comes for you to understand why, you need to let it go.
Twice in one day I was left speechless. First by Valentina and now by my own sister. I knew she had ordered an Ice~Tea but to double check I questioned if it wasn’t a Long Island Ice~Tea? She insisted it was just a regular one but since I wasn’t convinced I grabbed her glass, put it underneath my cute as a button nose and took a whiff. I couldn’t smell any alcohol.
A: What are you doing?
ME: Checking for traces of alcohol.
A: Why?
ME: Because I think you might be a little tipsy- why else would you tell me to let it go. Do you really think I spend my days and nights pondering why I dated him? Sheesh.
A: Darling, I never said that.
ME: But that’s what you meant, right?
A: Not at all, child. I didn’t like the way you were beating yourself up over the whole thing.
Before I had a chance to answer her, my loveable best friend contacted me yet again. Even though I had my cell phone turned off you think Valentina would have gotten the message loud and clear. She left text message after text message on sister's phone. Handing me her phone "A" stated:
A: Her determination is a force to be reckoned with.
No argument from this corner!
A: Should I text her back you’re busy?
ME: Yeah, right! That will go over real well with her and besides she’d never believe that.
I read the messages she had sent:
“Are u upset at the news?”
“Do u wanna know what she looks like?”
“When will u turn yr phone back on?
And my personal favorite:
“Did u tell yr bossy sis about SB’s new gf who was asking questions about u?”
A: You realize she’s only doing this to get some type of reaction out of you and judging by your reaction when she called--
I held out my hand and did a stop signal gesture.
ME: Okay just stop right there Miss Sigmund Freud. I know what you’re getting at and it couldn’t be farther from the truth, alright?
A: My, my, someone's getting a little defensive.
And she said it in a sing-song voice!
ME: I am not. Look, there’s no hidden message when I say ‘I don’t want to talk about it’ or ‘I don’t care.’ Seriously, how hard is that for you and for Valentina to understand?
We all have our ways of dealing with things. There are some things I don’t mind opening up about and then there are other things I prefer to keep to myself and then there are those other little annoyances in life that I prefer not to think about it or discuss because all it winds up doing is draining you of your energy. Sister’s phone made another chime sound. Yep, another text from my bf.
“Have they {guests} arrived?”
“What r they like?”
“Are u bored?”
“Have u eaten yet?– what did u order?”
I decided to text her back otherwise for the rest of the afternoon I would be bombarded with the sound of chimes.
ME: Talk 2U Later.
Approx. 20 seconds later.
VALETINA: RE: Talk 2U Later.....WHEN?
ME: Later this evening.
Instead of pressing 'send' I deleted it. Knowing her she would have wanted to know the exact time, and so to save her time from doing so I texted the following:
ME: 7-7:30pm.
VALENTINA: Make it 7-7:15......Luv U!
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The ice cubes that were neatly stacked in my Coke were beginning to look like toothpicks by the time sister’s friends arrived at the restaurant. We never did find out what the "unforeseen emergency" was. “A” asked if everything was okay and according to their reply it was. Before husband and wife even sat down they picked up the menu and began to scan over the items. Hmm, whatever the "unforeseen emergency" was certainly gave them quite an appetite!
I couldn’t help but think of one cheeky scenario of what it could have been.
To Be Continued.
XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess
