housesitting

Veronica was housesitting for 3 nights at the home of family friends. It was her 2-year anniversary with her boyfriend.

She’d packed her cutest outfits & pajamas, she’d planned yummy meals & she’d spent weeks making his gift. It was a framed collage of photos of the two of them.

She arrived two hours early to make sure everything would look effortlessly perfect. There “just happened” to be six candles around the bathtub. The delicious scent of sandalwood incense “just happened” to linger in the air. The house “just happened” to be stocked with her boyfriend’s favorite snacks. She “just happened” to look adorable with a hint of eyeliner, the tiniest brush of mascara extending her ridiculously long eyelashes & such a faint whiff of perfume you’d have to be very close to smell it on her skin.

She wandered around the home imagining the places they’d sit, talk & snuggle. Maybe they’d make a fire & play a board game after dinner.

She checked the clock. He was 30 minutes late. She felt nervous. Lately he’d been getting stoned after waterpolo practice with his guy friends. He knew how important tonight was to her though. He wouldn’t do that to her today. Would he?

Another hour passed. She’d paged him 3 times already. Maybe he didn’t recognize the number?

Finally she heard his old Volvo pull into the driveway. She waited for him to ring the doorbell. It took 12 deep breaths before she heard the chime.

As she answered the door, she smell of pot hit her right away. He was high & not even trying to pretend he wasn’t. He tried to pull her into a hug, but she was pissed. She pulled back & glared.

“You come here almost 2 hours late, reeking like pot & high off your ass on our two year anniversary? I thought we were going to have such a romantic weekend. I feel like it’s ruined.” She was on the verge of tears.

He pulled a box out of his pocket, “I’ve got to show you something. This is why I was late.” He opened the black box to reveal a large nugget of marijuana. “Check out this sweet nug I’ve been saving for us for this weekend! Look at those red hairs. This shit is epic. I had to test it out to make sure it was good.”

Veronica was beyond disgusted. She didn’t even smoke pot. It made her paranoid & anxious.

She looked at her boyfriend & at the pot. He smelled so bad she felt dizzy. She took a deep breath & gathered all her strength. She walked towards him, spinning him around back towards the open door, “You need to leave. This is not how I wanted tonight to go, but you need to get out of here.”

He stared at her looking hurt & dumbfounded. “You want me to leave?”

“Yes! Get. Out.” She shut the door in his face & locked it before bursting into tears. After crying for a while, she peaked out the window next to the door, he was still there, sitting in his car…smoking more pot!

She stomped up the stairs & headed towards the marble bathroom off the main bedroom. She lit the candles as tears slid down her face. She poured half a bottle of bubble bath into the hot, steaming bath water filling the tub. She took her clothes off throwing them on the floor. She quickly checked herself out in the mirror. She looked so pretty. He’s a fucking asshole!

She slowly slid down into the hot, bubbly, delicious smelling bath water. She might stay in there all night!

#NovelPossible Mission 4 completed!