| | Strings written for a 15minute ficlet exercise.
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She pulled the little brush out of the tube and watched the red liquid drip on the sink. What the fuck was wrong with her? Why the hell was she doing this? Like always, he’d barely notice her and if he did, he wouldn’t care. So why was she thinking of going over there?
She was sick and tired of the sacrifices she had to make for him. She’d given up dreaming, just to be a good wife – devoting all her time to him; stroking his ego whenever he felt down; listening when he needed to talk; loving him when he needed affection. But what was it all for? Why did it matter if he was still going to go ahead and sleep with the neighbor’s daughter?
She threw the lipstick on the mirror, not caring that it spilt and stained his cherished man-cosmetics, then plopped herself on the toilet. Why did he have to do this do her? Why did he choose to say “I do,” when he knew he didn’t mean it? And why was she locked in her bathroom while he was probably next door, locked in her bedroom?
It probably wouldn’t have hurt so much if she didn’t do all the extra things – making his eggs exactly the way he liked it, massaging his back whenever he came home, ignoring her needs for his. And it probably wouldn’t have hurt so much if the girl was something special. But she was short and pimply with a shrill voice and teeth that made one wonder if she descended from vampires. And yet he’d picked that over her. Over her. She fucking went to the gym five times a day to make sure she stayed sleek and toned for him, but it didn’t matter, because it turned out he had a thing for pregnant-looking girls.
As she sat on the seat, stomping her feet and slapping her laps in frustration, her hair fell to her face and she noticed the cherry blonde highlights she’d put in especially for him. Shit, what hadn’t she done for him? she wondered. She stood up, opened the medicine cabinet and grabbed the black scissors. “Fuck him and fuck her,” she said, pushing it to the side of her head and snipping haphazardly – it was time she started doing things for herself
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