Friday, 29 June 2012

Romantic Friday Writers: Stuck In The Middle

Hello everyone! I'm glad to be back with Romantic Friday Writers. This week’s challenge is to write 400 words of prose or poetry or excerpt to the theme Stuck In The Middle.

I'm taking a break from a hectic schedule. All I can say is that I'm looking forward to some downtime this summer.

So I've chosen a snippet from An Engagement Challenge. You can read the blurb here.

In this scene, the heroine Ijay discovers that her fiancé Vincent and her ex Paul know each other. Guess who’s stuck in the middle. LOL. 

Yes, I know it's not supposed to be about love triangles. But I hope you enjoy reading it anyway.

Word count: 396

“Vincent, please call me. I need to talk to you.”

Ijay left out a frustrated sigh after leaving yet another voice message for her elusive fiancé who was getting harder to get hold of these days. It seemed whenever she wanted to talk to him, he was out of reach. Continually getting his voice-mail was disconcerting to say the least.

Gritting her teeth stopped the banked tears in her eyes from falling. She switched off her phone and dropped it on the table. The events of the night left her feeling raw and sensitive.

She recalled Paul’s expression when she’d told him about Vincent. The distressed and disgusted look on his face made her feel confounded. His eyes had darkened to a menacing glint and his lips twisted with repulsion.

“Paul, what’s the matter?” she asked, fighting to quell the sick feeling roiling her stomach.

That he could be all over her one minute and the next look at her with loathing had hurt her more than anything else he’d done. The anger rising within her had put the tears on hold.

“I’m taking you back to the hotel,” he replied coldly without looking at her.

He promptly called the waiter’s attention, paid the bill and ushered her out of the restaurant. All attempts to get him to explain the reason for his response met with stone cold silence all the way back to her hotel.

He unceremoniously bid her good night at the entrance of the hotel. She stood there fuming in silence and he drove off into the night.

As she walked up to her room, she tried to work out why Paul would be in such a state about Vincent. His behavior confirmed he knew Vincent.

When they’d first started dating, she’d chosen not to ask Vincent if he knew Paul. She’d tried to imagine how that conversation would have gone and changed her mind.

“By the way, Vincent, do you know a Paul Arinze? Oh, he’s just a man I had a one-night stand with whom I keep dreaming about.”

No biggie, right? Wrong! What man would have liked his future wife flaunting a one-night stand in his face? She’d quickly decided against it, choosing to forget Paul in the process. Of course, not discussing Paul was the easy part. Forgetting him was a little more difficult to achieve, to her chagrin.
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Remember to check out the other entries to this week's RFW challenge.

Have a fantastic weekend!