Making A Scene
by Michael S.
Collins
Break up. Well,
we’ve all been there. Two girls in one
bedroom. No, that sort of scene. Minds like
gutters.
One girl is
crying, loudly and wetly. The other girl is her
friend. Not the dumped or the dumpee. Just a
friend.
“He
wasn’t worth it” said Amy. She hugged
her friend. “It’s not the end of the
world.” She added.
Georgia
continued to sob.
“You can
still talk to him!” said Amy. Most of her
“it’ll-all-get-better” prep talk
had been falling on deaf ears, but then, trying
to comfort someone who has just had a
relationship end can often be more difficult than
having a relationship end. At least when your
relationship ends, you know why to feel like
rubbish!
Georgia perked
up slightly. “Talk with him?”
“Well, do
you think it was a mistake”, said Amy,
“You breaking up with him?”
“Yes!”
said Georgia, who continued to cry.
I mean you can
still talk to him.
“Phone
him up then!”
“Should I?”
“Yes!”
“Seriously?”
“Yes!
Before I do it!”
“OK!”
Georgia picked
up the phone and dialled in a number. There was a
pause.
“Hello....ah
hello Tommy, look its Gia here and I just want
you to know I'm sorry about last night. Yeah....yeah
me too, I don't know what come over me, yeah.....yeah
I figured you'd be so mad at me.....but honey, I
still love you and I don't ever want to let you
go and......yeah, I know what you told me but
still.......what do you mean we can't work it out,
please? No....I love you Tom, please don't let it
end this way......no......”
Georgia threw
the phone down and began to sob on the bed once
more.
Amy took a
second to speak.
“You
didn’t phone him, did you?”
Georgia looked
at her friend.
“No.
Sorry.”
I was that Amy.
(And so rumours of dressing me up in drag and
calling me Michela just gain more credence.)
People are mad.
Teenagers doubly so.
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