The Prisoner

*Poppy*

Well, the hardest part of my nightmare is over. Ralph and Mel are officially out of my life. What comes next? Now for the full grief. This part always sucks. You die a little each day that it lingers on. But the up side is I can still keep acting. Lucky for me, I’m good at that. But how long can I keep that up? This sorrow is slowly crushing me on the inside. God, I hate Melanine for what she has done. I hope Ralph cheats on her too!

Every day that I walk around campus, I am always smiling. But inside, I want to cry and die! I find myself in the girls’ bathroom crying every afternoon. This used to be the best way to deal with my problem and needy for a sympathetic hand. Now, I look and feel stupid for doing this. Everyone call tell that I have been crying because my eyes look so red afterwards. I end up feeling too sick to even eat a single bite of my lunch. Winry is starting to worry about my health and me now. She’s tried to get me to open up but I’ll feel like I’m telling the same story over and over again. So I lightly say that I am fine.

Grrr!!! My own weakness is making me angry now! I’m sick of being poor little defenseless Poppy! It’s so pathetic! I ought to slap myself right this very second. Grrr!!! The final straw was when I was walking back to my dorm one late Wednesday night. I stopped dead in my tracks when I felt myself beginning to cry again. It made me sick to my weakening stomach. That was it! I had to do something fast! Strangely, I knew right where to go. I picked up the pace and headed back to the dorm house. I knocked on the door of dorm 204. “Matt!” I called. “I need to talk to you for a second.” The door instantly opened. Matt stood right in front of me. I blushed by the mere sight of me. Oh Kami he’s so hot! No wonder the girls in my classes lust after him! “What?” he asked in a bored voice. I drew in a deep breath. “I need some coke.” I announced at last. He stared at me as if I had lost my mind. And then without warning, Matt grabbed me into his dorm and slammed the door behind me.

“Are you out of your mind?!?” he asked. I just kept looking at him. I sat on the tan couch in the living room as he watched me. “No.” I said softly. “I just want something to take the pain away.” Matt gave me an understanding smile. I kept looking at him. “I don’t see why you can’t give me more coke.” I went on. “You did so that one night were I found out that Ralph was cheating on me. What’s so different now?” He pulled up a chair in front of me and sat down. “My dear,” the rock god started up. “There are better ways to get over this tragic loss.” I looked at him desperately. “How?” I asked.

Matt leaned in closer to me. I did the same with him. His lips were close to my small hot ear. “You find someone else way better than him.” Matt whispered to me. I drew back in complete shock. I had never heard that solution before in my life! It sounded too good to be true. “How do I do that?” I asked in strong confusion. Matt kept smiling at me. “Just take a look around you,” he said. “There are plenty of great guys that would totally love you.” For once, I was smiling a real smile. “See?” Matt spoke up. “You feel better already, don’t you?” “Yeah!” I said boldly and genuinely. Little did I know, I was looking right at my soon-to-be-new boyfriend.

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