What hurts the most

 By: xsmiles
The chime of the bell rang as I walked into the warm diner.
“Hey there jack! Haven’t seen you in a while. The usual I assume?”
I nodded at him, smiling half-heartedly, making my way to take a seat at the far end of the diner- away from people, away from crowds. I stared outside the glass panels and watched as people rush to find shelter away from the heavy rain.
“Here you go. A cup of steaming Long Black with a little bit of soy milk on the side. Anything else I can getcha?” Rwanda asked in her southern accent. 
“I’m good. Thanks” I said politely.
“Well alright sugar. Just let me know if you need anything” she said and left to attend to other customers.
I took a sip of the hot coffee and turned my attention to a young couple dancing in the rain outside the diner. They looked so free and… happy.
“Puppy love”
I turned to see Rwanda smiling dreamily at the sight. “Reminds you a lot about the ol’ days don’t it hon? You’d be darn lucky to have that kinda memory to remember about or someone to share it with when you’re as old as me” she smiled warmly at me again. Just then, the young couple burst through the door wet and shivering, but laughing wildly to themselves.
“Now ya’ll come on it! My goodness, ya’ll must be freezing!” Rwanda chuckled, going over to welcome the two teenagers.
“Yeah… Pretty lucky” I muttered and took another sip of my coffee.
“Ryan? That you?”
I looked up to see Craig and his wife. Great. I smiled at them.
“How’ve you been pal? You okay? Pretty great game last week wasn’t it?” he asked with that wide grin on his face.
“I didn’t catch the game…” I said, throwing a fake smile.
“Are you kidding me? Ry! It was the biggest Lakers game of the season! And you’re telling me you missed it cause you were moping around the house for some gi-“
“Honey, I’m pretty sure Ryan was busy last night” his wife interrupted him, pulling him by the arm. “Let’s not waste anymore of his time. Come on baby”
“Baby, we’re having a man to man talk here!”
I looked up to see Tanya throwing violent glares at Craig, daring him to say no to her. I caught her eyes and saw the sympathy dwelling inside them.
Craig sighed in defeat and patted my shoulder before turning to leave with his wife. “Take it easy, buddy” he said.
I closed my eyes and tried my hardest to clear my thoughts as I hear them walk out the diner. I took a deep breath and opened my eyes. This place has left a lot of memories for me… and her. I don’t need to tell you what happened. I don’t think I need to tell anybody what happened. I just knew I had the perfect plan. I pulled out a small little box out of my pocket and grasped it. It’s been months now…
What hurts the most out of all this is being so close and having so much to say without having the chance to say it. I took one last breath and exited the diner discreetly, bearing in mind this will be the last time I step foot in here, leaving my still warm cup of coffee and the tiny box beside it.
He spends waaaaaaaaay too much time on this, but he finds joy in nothing else. Go easy on him.
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5 thoughts on “What hurts the most

  1. nicely written.somehow this story reminded me of rascal flatts's song..esp the first sentence in the last para..nways,nice job!

  2. ahh.. a fresh style of writing 🙂 been looking for this in youths. great and meaningful, but it could be longer though, and the content could be more lively. Keep it up! =D

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