The Closet - A Story from within

dedicated to Him

Do you have any remorse when you remember something you did, especially in high school period, which wasn't quite orthodox?!?
Well…for the episode I’m about to narrate… I have some!
I don’t remember exactly what time of year it was, I only have flashbacks of me and my girlfriend talking about putting on some tiger stripes lingerie, unfortunately for us we were much to young to have enough pocket money to buy such things so for our mission I had to use only my personal charm.
And like any good plot it involves a boy and a girl, it’s obvious who’s the girl so let’s describe a little bit the boy.
He was this shy boy in love with me but because I’ve got a little bitchy with him and because he was one of the best friends of my high school never ending love, he told everyone that he didn’t really feel anything for me and that he was just goofing around, he only forgot to mention that he was always at my door bagging me to be his girlfriend.
He made me look bad and I was so wounded in my pride that I've decided to show the world who’s the Beauty and who’s the Beast.
So I did what a girl had to do, I invited him over when I was home alone.
Poor boy, he was so in love that a message was enough to have him at my feet. Meanwhile me and my girlfriend, planned it all out, she was going to film from the Closet these whole anti Romeo and Juliet scene and then we would show it to everybody; there was only one problem with this “brilliant” plan, we had no camera, back then it was not that handy to have a camera, it was actually a luxury. No problemo! An eye witness testimony is as trustworthy as a recording, right? Or at least that’s what we thought when we decided to go on with the plan.
So the due date came. No sexy lingerie of course and with a greater problem than not having a camera, a problem of trigonometry, how to squeeze my tall, long-haired girlfriend in my Closet for midgets.
So there I was preparing some hot chocolate with love, one for the guest in the Closet and one for the Shy Boy, when the door bell rang, I managed to slide a cup of hot chocolate to my girlfriend in the Closet and I opened the door in the sexiest way possible… well, as sexy as a 17 year old can be.
I was foolishly laughing, watching the curly hair that was growing out from the closet and the steams of hot chocolate, so I had to push him to the bed in order not to notice what’s going on, so I’ve decided to take control and asked:
“Would you like a cup of hot chocolate?”.
He smiled at me and answered :
“If it’s as hot as you are I surely want some!”
“Sooo…YOU DO LOVE ME?”…I shouted as if the closet wasn’t just a few inches away.
Of course he didn’t answer, je just smiled at me, but he’s smile was so pure that I instantly forgot that my girlfriend was in the closet.
The enchantment was ruined by his words:
“ Why is this Chocolate so sour?”
“Darn it, I knew I shouldn’t have put so much laxative”, I told to my self and replied to him:
“Oh, sweetie, this Chocolate…this…’tis…I mean…” and I couldn't concentrate to find a credible lie cause I was almost hearing A., laughing to chock in the closet. I was later going to find out that it was thanks to the pillows inside that she managed not to blow out our plan.
So I said to him without even thinking:
“This chocolate it’s from Spain… it has some kind of mint in it, go ahead drink it…look I will take a sip!...”
I did my best not to swallow it:
“Double darn it, what the heck was in my mind when I’ve put 12 pills of laxative!”… and as I was arguing with my Ego I felt his soft hand on my back and we started kissing.
And my biggest surprise was when I caught my self enjoying it, I totally have forgotten that A. was in that Closet for more than an hour and that she might want to see the day light again, when He awakened me again with his heavy eyes:
“You know what? Your kisses are now bitter for me even tough I love you!”
“What, how dare he, this child?” Only because he was a few years younger than me I’ve forgotten that I, myself, was also only 17!
So I saw him leaving and I felt like I defeated myself and no one else.It was the moment for me to find out what Unrequited Love means, it was time to discover that what goes around comes around.
And I am happy that he was smart enough not to drink that shitty chocolate full of stupid useless vengeance of mine and I’m happy I had a Closet to share it with, a Closet with a Soul in it.
Oh, what if in a week the whole town knew the story with the Closet? Everybody besides him of course!
You know what’s the moral of this story? If you don’t have a Closet buy one, but never try to hurt someone!