Dirty And Dumped

Dirty And Dumped
Copyright all rights reserved to Monica Pereira 2013
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Anne looked to Reg who growled in his seat as he chewed on some gum -  he didn't want to talk to her, he didn't want to look at her; she had cheated on him with Joe and she had told him if she hadn't been with him it would have been love.  Reg had crumbled his emotions and began to chew as soon as she had finished her confession; he couldn't stop.

“Can you talk to me?”  asked Anne as she looked over at Reg.  “Please?”  she asked.

“What do you want me to say?”  asked Reg as he rolled his eyes.  “You had sex with Joe, you blew it;”  he muttered.  “Should I drive when I am mad?  Should I tell you to leave?”  he asked.

Anne shrugged and hung her head -  she didn't want to be told to leave, and she didn't want him to be mad; she just wanted things to be as they had been before she had been honest.  

“I don't know what to say;”  told Reg as he shook his head.  “I want to say let's just concentrate on us, but not with you as a slut;”  he muttered as he shook his head.

“I was always a slut!”  argued Anne.  “I slept with guys before you;”  she said.

“Not when you were with me;”  told Reg as he rolled his eyes.  “I get I may not have been your first, but while you are with me I expect you to be with me;”  he said.  “That is the only way a person should be when they are with someone -  they should be with them;”  he declared.

Anne smiled and shrugged; she had thought she had wanted to be with Reg but then Joe showed up looking so fine she thought she might like him -  she didn't know Joe had strange diseases in his genetics otherwise she would have told him he was the best.  She had to turn Joe away after she had felt the bang that came from disappoint -  she hadn't needed any doctor to tell her that Joe was wrong for her on the inside;  she knew it right away.

“If you are not with me;”  told Reg as he glared at Anne and grew a bead of anger.  “You shouldn't be with me;”  he declared.  “You should be with someone else;”  he said.  “Someone who will make you want to stay with them;”  he added.

“I would like to stay with you Reg;”  told Anne as she began to grow grumpy.  “I just didn't know that Joe was going to say hello;”  she said.  “It was the one time, and I don't feel unhappy or happy;”  she added.  “He wasn't for me, but I wanted to try him;”  she confessed.  “He looked good;”  she added.  “I am sorry but I thought he was going to be a hot lay;” 

“I am sorry too;”  told Reg as he shrugged and grit his teeth until the gum in his mouth flattened.  “I am sorry I don't want to be with you;”  he said.  “It has been a waste of time;” 

“What if I offer you a lay!”  gasped Anne as she tried to brighten up the evening.

Reg looked to Anne and shook his head.  He then swallowed his gum as he grew a thirst for something that he could not describe.  

“It is too late for a lay;”  he muttered as he glared at Anne with heat under his iris's.  “It is far too late;”  he added.  “You should have offered it first and then told me, I would have called you a slut;”  he said.  “Now you are a nobody, and I am not going to offer for you;”  he said as he pressed his fingers against the car keys that sat in the ignition.

“Come on Reg you are not that against me;”  told Anne as she looked to Reg.  

“I am;”  told Reg as he narrowed his eyes.  “This date is over;”  he declared before he drove.


Reg dropped Anne outside of her home.  Anne wanted to crawl over to Reg and offer a kiss, however he had a cigarette inside of his mouth; Anne wanted to cry!

“Couldn't we just start again?”  she asked.

Reg shook his head. 

“No way;”  he outlined with stern in his stare.  “Never;”  he finished.  “Now get out;”  he declared.

Anne shrugged and slipped out of the car.  She felt let down and she whimpered inside of her soul as though she had been kicked really hard.  Anne moved towards the front door with depression on her mind -  she couldn't get over the fact that Reg never wanted to see her.

“Perhaps he will come around after a couple of days?”  muttered Anne as she opened her front door as the roar of tyres vibrated down the street.  “Then we can be together and love one another;”  she sighed before she stepped inside of her house.


By the door Anne met Joe as he ate from a ceramic plate.  He had meat and vegetables piled on the plate, and he was hungry to demolish all.  

“What are you doing here?”  asked Anne as she narrowed her eyes.  

“I am waiting for you;”  told Joe before he looked up and offered Anne a clean white smile.  “I wanted to see you;”  he added.  

Anne smiled at Joe; she saw in his expression that he wanted to be with her in the most intimate of ways, and that was why didn't like Joe, he was filled with everything dirty and foul and she didn't like getting disease after she had slept with him.  However she felt dirty and foul, and so she allowed Joe to stay as she told herself that she would sleep with him if he urged her on; she didn't want to feel clean any-more and Joe was the dirty person who was able to make her feel complete.

“Let's go to my room;”  told Anne as she crooked her head.  “You can bring the plate;”  she added.

Joe smiled and followed Anne to her room -  he was glad she didn't want to turn him away; all of his other girlfriends had told him not to bother seeing them and he didn't know why -  maybe he was a loser, but he was glad that he had Anne.