Baby Don't Cry
You had my heart, at least for the most part.
When I grew up, I never wanted to have a job or do what others did. All my life I had wanted to become a mother and have at least three beautiful children. I didn't care about money or working, I just wanted to do something that would help other people.
I just wanted to find a perfect boyfriend, get married with him, buy a house together and make beautiful babies with him.
But in real world, I soon realized that in order to live and stay alive, I had to work to get money. After finishing high school, I got a job at a flower shop near our house. It wasn't a good job and I hated selling flowers every day but I got through the days because I knew I wasn't going to be there forever.
I didn't have a boyfriend because apparently every boy that I dated thought I was too nice. They were afraid of being with me because they didn't want to do a mistake, for example cheat on me, and hurt me. They were afraid of getting serious with me because I didn't seem to be living in the same world with them.
Because of course I knew that boys did horrible things to their girlfriends and I knew that boys dumped girls because of the stupidest reasons ever. And because of that I tried to be really good and nice to the boys I dated. I didn't want to give them a reason to dump me or cheat on me and that was what scared them.
My longest relationship had been with Brian Haner as a teenager. It had been as real as a teenager's relationship could be, and he had broken my heart when he and his parents had moved away.
It had been a horrible day and I could possibly never forget about it, but after all, I had been left heart broken and I had never forgiven Brian for doing that to me, even though it hadn't really been his fault.
I knew Brian had moved back to California because, 1) I had seen him a few times but gladly he hadn't recognized me or then he just had never wanted to talk to me, and 2) he was famous now.
He had started a band with his friends and they were well-known all around the world. Just out of curiosity I had googled him a few times and to be honest, he had done well in his life. He played guitar in a famous band while I sold flowers to people.
But none of that mattered because we weren't parts of each other's lives anymore. I was sure he had a beautiful model wife and they had beautiful children together and –
”Sophia? Get back to work, there are customers here!” My boss, a very angry old lady who owned the place, was yelling at me.
It pulled me out of my thoughts and I turned around, walking to an older woman who was looking at the flowers and making notes in her little notebook.
”Good morning,” I started quietly, ”Is there anything I can do for you?”
The woman turned to look at me and nodded.
”Yes. My son is getting married and I need to buy flowers for the wedding reception,” she told me.
”What is the theme of the party?”
”I'm not exactly sure... My son is on his way here, he should be here any minute now,” she said and I nodded with a slight smile.
I hated weddings. I hated that I had to meet customers that were going to get married and begin their perfect lives with their perfect husbands or wives because I was nowhere near getting to that point. I was mostly just jealous of them.
A few minutes later a well tattooed gentleman walked into the shop and my god, of course I knew it was Brian.
How had I not recognized his mother? How hadn't his mother recognized me? And as Brian saw me, how did he not recognize me?
”Ah, there he is,” Mrs. Haner told me as he pointed at her son, ”Brian, honey, come here!”
Brian walked to his mother and then they both just sort of looked at me for a moment. But neither of them knew who I was.
”What's the theme of the party, honey?” His mom asked and I couldn't help but stare at Brian with my mouth slightly open.
Time had truly treated him well, and he looked absolutely beautiful, even with all the tattoos.
”It's uh... I don't know about the theme. There's a lot of blue and white,” he told me.
”Blue and white? Okay, uh...” My brain was not working well. I couldn't focus on anything else than the man standing in front of my eyes.
I quickly turned around and tried to clear my head. I walked to some of the flowers and went through them, trying to find something for their wedding reception.
When I realized that I couldn't possibly help Brian with his wedding, I went to tell my boss that I didn't feel too well. She wasn't happy at all but let me sit down as she went to help them. I watched as she picked some flowers for them and whenever Brian happened to look at me, I quickly looked away.
Gladly the Haners left soon and neither of them recognized me. My boss gave me a hard time for not being able to help them but I shrugged it off because my work day was finally over and I got to go home.
I packed my bag and pulled on my coat before walking out of the shop.
I started making my way to my car but all of a sudden somebody grabbed my hand. I tried to scream, thinking I was being robbed, but I quickly shut up when I saw that it was Brian.
”Let go of me,” I mumbled and tried to yank my arm away from his grip. He finally let go of my arm and his face softened.
”What's your name?” he asked me. Obviously he wasn't sure if it really was me.
”Why do you care?” I asked him.
”Just tell me. Or do I need to go ask your boss?” he asked and I only shrugged.
He let out a deep sigh before turning around and walking into the shop. I should've left but I found myself waiting for him to come back to me. And he did, only a few moments later.
”So it really is you, Sophia,” he said and finally smiled.
”And who are you?”
”Don't be stupid. You know who I am,” he said.
”And what if I don't?”
”Why are you giving me such hard time, anyway? Why aren't you glad to see an old friend?” he asked with a laugh.
”An old friend? Last time I saw you, you were still my boyfriend. So why would I be glad to see a person who once broke my heart?” I asked him.
”Ouch. I didn't think you'd still be thinking about that. I thought you'd gotten over it by now but I guess not,” he said.
”It doesn't matter,” I said and shook my head, ”I was leaving anyway. Congratulations on getting married, Brian.”
With that, I walked to my car and drove home.
I just wanted to find a perfect boyfriend, get married with him, buy a house together and make beautiful babies with him.
But in real world, I soon realized that in order to live and stay alive, I had to work to get money. After finishing high school, I got a job at a flower shop near our house. It wasn't a good job and I hated selling flowers every day but I got through the days because I knew I wasn't going to be there forever.
I didn't have a boyfriend because apparently every boy that I dated thought I was too nice. They were afraid of being with me because they didn't want to do a mistake, for example cheat on me, and hurt me. They were afraid of getting serious with me because I didn't seem to be living in the same world with them.
Because of course I knew that boys did horrible things to their girlfriends and I knew that boys dumped girls because of the stupidest reasons ever. And because of that I tried to be really good and nice to the boys I dated. I didn't want to give them a reason to dump me or cheat on me and that was what scared them.
My longest relationship had been with Brian Haner as a teenager. It had been as real as a teenager's relationship could be, and he had broken my heart when he and his parents had moved away.
It had been a horrible day and I could possibly never forget about it, but after all, I had been left heart broken and I had never forgiven Brian for doing that to me, even though it hadn't really been his fault.
I knew Brian had moved back to California because, 1) I had seen him a few times but gladly he hadn't recognized me or then he just had never wanted to talk to me, and 2) he was famous now.
He had started a band with his friends and they were well-known all around the world. Just out of curiosity I had googled him a few times and to be honest, he had done well in his life. He played guitar in a famous band while I sold flowers to people.
But none of that mattered because we weren't parts of each other's lives anymore. I was sure he had a beautiful model wife and they had beautiful children together and –
”Sophia? Get back to work, there are customers here!” My boss, a very angry old lady who owned the place, was yelling at me.
It pulled me out of my thoughts and I turned around, walking to an older woman who was looking at the flowers and making notes in her little notebook.
”Good morning,” I started quietly, ”Is there anything I can do for you?”
The woman turned to look at me and nodded.
”Yes. My son is getting married and I need to buy flowers for the wedding reception,” she told me.
”What is the theme of the party?”
”I'm not exactly sure... My son is on his way here, he should be here any minute now,” she said and I nodded with a slight smile.
I hated weddings. I hated that I had to meet customers that were going to get married and begin their perfect lives with their perfect husbands or wives because I was nowhere near getting to that point. I was mostly just jealous of them.
A few minutes later a well tattooed gentleman walked into the shop and my god, of course I knew it was Brian.
How had I not recognized his mother? How hadn't his mother recognized me? And as Brian saw me, how did he not recognize me?
”Ah, there he is,” Mrs. Haner told me as he pointed at her son, ”Brian, honey, come here!”
Brian walked to his mother and then they both just sort of looked at me for a moment. But neither of them knew who I was.
”What's the theme of the party, honey?” His mom asked and I couldn't help but stare at Brian with my mouth slightly open.
Time had truly treated him well, and he looked absolutely beautiful, even with all the tattoos.
”It's uh... I don't know about the theme. There's a lot of blue and white,” he told me.
”Blue and white? Okay, uh...” My brain was not working well. I couldn't focus on anything else than the man standing in front of my eyes.
I quickly turned around and tried to clear my head. I walked to some of the flowers and went through them, trying to find something for their wedding reception.
When I realized that I couldn't possibly help Brian with his wedding, I went to tell my boss that I didn't feel too well. She wasn't happy at all but let me sit down as she went to help them. I watched as she picked some flowers for them and whenever Brian happened to look at me, I quickly looked away.
Gladly the Haners left soon and neither of them recognized me. My boss gave me a hard time for not being able to help them but I shrugged it off because my work day was finally over and I got to go home.
I packed my bag and pulled on my coat before walking out of the shop.
I started making my way to my car but all of a sudden somebody grabbed my hand. I tried to scream, thinking I was being robbed, but I quickly shut up when I saw that it was Brian.
”Let go of me,” I mumbled and tried to yank my arm away from his grip. He finally let go of my arm and his face softened.
”What's your name?” he asked me. Obviously he wasn't sure if it really was me.
”Why do you care?” I asked him.
”Just tell me. Or do I need to go ask your boss?” he asked and I only shrugged.
He let out a deep sigh before turning around and walking into the shop. I should've left but I found myself waiting for him to come back to me. And he did, only a few moments later.
”So it really is you, Sophia,” he said and finally smiled.
”And who are you?”
”Don't be stupid. You know who I am,” he said.
”And what if I don't?”
”Why are you giving me such hard time, anyway? Why aren't you glad to see an old friend?” he asked with a laugh.
”An old friend? Last time I saw you, you were still my boyfriend. So why would I be glad to see a person who once broke my heart?” I asked him.
”Ouch. I didn't think you'd still be thinking about that. I thought you'd gotten over it by now but I guess not,” he said.
”It doesn't matter,” I said and shook my head, ”I was leaving anyway. Congratulations on getting married, Brian.”
With that, I walked to my car and drove home.
You made me cry!:(:(:(
I loved the story, right from the first chapter. Sofia and Brian's first time, them separating, Brian marrying Michelle, Jimmy having feelings for Sophia, Sophia falling for Brian, Brian getting a divorce and marrying Sophia, the couple losing their child, and finally separating.
Loved it! But ending was really sad:(
10/25/15