“Oh I’ll show you who is a bitch! Go tell that to your hoe!”
Words that could never be taken back still rung deep in her ears. Chest heaving. Shirt disheveled. Face swollen from too many tears.
Eva buried her face in her hands and finally gave up. For the past two hours, she’d been sitting on the side of the road with a broken car and a broken heart.
RRrrrrRR click click hisss RRRRrrrrR click
come on baby start for mama
click hiss silence.
Frogs greeted the moon and animals rustled in the bushes. The world had fallen apart and the last thing she needed was the car to die along with her relationship.
Thomas, her boyfriend, well ex-boyfriend now, was probably still cleaning up the house she destroyed. Moans that were not her own greeted her as she came home just a bit too early from a business trip. To think she hopped on a midnight flight trying to surprise Thomas. Heels that didn’t belong to her were thrown in the hallway. Cheap and ugly shoes.
Just like his hoe.
Stop that. Focus.
Eva silenced her thoughts and reached for her cell. The battery blinked and the phone went black. She cussed herself for not charging it at work. With no other choice, she adjusted her pencil skirt, grabbed her jacket, purse and useless phone and started walking. There had to be a gas station somewhere.
She’d just been driving and wasn’t sure where she was.
God please don’t let me die out here.