'Whats That?' she asked, playing with the band on his wrist
Just something I used to believe in and never stopped wearing he says. its always there. its like a scar now other than the fact it changes place slightly. He takes a swig of his beer and looks back into her eyes waiting for a response.
'I have a few scars she says' and points to her hand 'this ones from from when my cat scratched me'
'I hope you're starting small' the man says back. the girl laughs and challenges him to show a scar.
Without so much as a second thought the man lifts his t-shirt slightly and says 'appendix removal'
The girl gasps but quickly sits up. 'OK, I think I can match that she replies'.
The man urns around on the bed to see whether he should be amused, amazed or disappointed with what he's about to see. She lifts her jeans to the knee to show a scar that's healed well but of a decent length, 'can you guess?' she asks the person she only met that night but is already showing her old battle woulds to.
'Broken leg?' the young man guesses 'it had to be pinned together, that was about 2, maybe 3 years ago?'
The girl looks at him in awe, jaw literally dropped. 'how did you know that?' she asks
He pulls up his jeans leg on the opposite side and smiles 'Same story, 5 years ago'
'Here's an embarrassing one' he shoots back at her 'Stag night last year i fell over drunk' he lifts his hair to show scar across his hairline, about 2cm long, hidden unless you were told about it, but obvious now it was pointed out. ' It was stupid' he says '..but one hell of a weekend' and laughs at the memory.
'You want embarrassing?' an eyebrow is raised and a drink of beer is taken as she says this, she doesn't even wait for a response before she starts to show her next scar. She swivels towards him closely and lifts her foot onto his knee. on the base is a scar about 2 and a half cm. 'This was a night when i lost a shoe on a night out, i figured id be fine walking home with one shoe. I'd walked home carrying my shoes before so didn't really see an issue but this night i happened to walk over a broken bottle shard. I ended up drunk, in A and E and with stitches after a 3 hour wait.'
She looked over at her new acquaintance and noticed he was stroking the scar before asking what he was doing. Then he kissed her. 'It took you that long?' she asked and smiled a smile only girls could give.
…i can be your long lost pal
10 years ago
7 comments:
I actually thought this was like real, like a real post about a real experience...that was until I seen the tagline saying MY FIRST FICTION
I felt dumb but you should take it as a compliment, for I LIKED it! x
i should be complimented that you felt dumb?
but thank you, thats you and jane that have liked it... its nice to be complimented by people who actually know what they're talking about :)
You want dumb? I only realised that this wasn't Rob's blog when I came in to comment.
there is no reason for caledonians yellow flash
so there
yup, dave, i also thought this was a true story. booooo.
but in a good way. it was lovely. :)
Oh I know what I am talking about my son, I have won literary prizes and was the Convenor of the Writers' Society which was my baby *sob*
Rather lovely story! x
That was beautiful - I really liked it. :)
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