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Prove You Wrong
And I Think She Lost Her Mind
I can’t believe it. I stand there completely unable to move as Kristin and Brian walk away, hands clasped. A pain emerges in the pit of my stomach and moves its way up to my chest. It’s hard to breathe. The world starts to spin around me and I have to sit down to stop myself from fainting. “How could she do this?” I think to myself. “Do I mean nothing to her? How could that be when she means everything to me?”
In the proceeding few minutes I attempt to calm myself down. “Maybe they were just rehearsing. They have a kiss in the final scene. Maybe it really didn’t mean anything.” I decide to just ask her at intermission. The pain in my chest is alleviated, but only slightly.
My legs regain feeling and I head back out to the parking lot to meet Jessica. The first few groups of people are starting to arrive as I step out the front door. I search the parking lot for her car, and see her red Dodge Charger parked right next to my Mustang. The door opens and I see her step out. She sees me and flashes me a smile, “Hey, how’d it go?”
I have trouble forcing a smile. “Uh, they wouldn’t let me in,” I lie.
Jessica looks at me with a skeptical frown, “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine. I’m just… nervous for her.” I’ve always been a horrible liar.
“Oh, well, don’t be. I’m sure she’ll do great.”
“Me too.”
“So, are you ready to go in?”
“Yeah.” I take a deep breath and turn back towards the school.
When we get into the theater, it’s nearly full. Jessica and I are forced to sit in the back. It’s a small town, but it seems as though everyone is here. I look around and recognize just about every face I see, all anxious with anticipation for the show to start. A few of them recognize me and say, “Hi,” but none ask where I’ve been. Apparently they didn’t even realize I was gone. I’m engaging in awkward small talk when the lights go off and the curtain opens.
A light shoots onto the stage, displaying a scene of Kristin and some guy seated at a table in a restaurant. She’s wearing the same outfit as I saw her in earlier and he’s wearing a suit equal in elegance. The crowd erupts in applause. The actors pause until the ovation dies out. He’s the first to speak. “You look beautiful tonight.” I hear a few members of the crowd whistle in agreement.
At about this time my mind starts to wander. Obviously they’re on a date. Apparently, the date goes wrong in some way or another. Then, it switches over to Brian with some girl and the same thing happens. This continues a few more times. I’m too distracted to catch any more of the plotline.
It’s intermission before I know it. The curtain closes and the actors retreat backstage. Before the applause dies down I get up and make my way to the exit. I walk over to the dressing rooms where the actors will be making an appearance. I compose my thoughts as they began filing out and meeting with their fans. Kristin is the last one to exit.
Her gaze meets mine. Her eyes get big. I can’t tell if it’s from excitement or worry. “Brandon!”
She rushes to me and throws her arms around me. I lazily put my arms around her. “What are you doing here?”
“We just got back today. I wanted to surprise you.”
“Well it worked!” She laughs.
I catch myself smiling and quickly apply a serious expression. “I have to ask you something.”
“Sure. Ask away.”
“I got here early, before the show. I saw you and Brian.”
Her eyes expand. This time I can tell it’s from worry. “Oh.What did you see exactly?”
“I saw you kiss him. I didn’t want to jump to conclusions though. I figured you guys were just rehearsing. But I wanted to hear it from you. It was just rehearsal, right? It didn’t mean anything?”
“I… Brandon, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean for it to happen like this. Brian and I have been spending a lot of time together over the past few weeks. He was here. You weren’t. I’m really sorry.”
“And that makes it okay for you to cheat on me?”
“No. I didn’t say that. It’s not okay. I’m sorry. I really am. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“Then you shouldn’t have kissed him.” Half because I can’t think of anything to say and half because I don’t want her to see me cry, I turn around and walk away. Nothing has ever hurt this much. I can’t breathe. I now understand why they call it heartbreak. It feels like someone ripped my heart out of my chest. When I get out of the school I’m unable to hold it back anymore and I break down. A weird sound is emitted from my lungs and tears begin falling from my eyes. Luckily almost everyone is in the theater so I’m left alone with my sorrow.
In the proceeding few minutes I attempt to calm myself down. “Maybe they were just rehearsing. They have a kiss in the final scene. Maybe it really didn’t mean anything.” I decide to just ask her at intermission. The pain in my chest is alleviated, but only slightly.
My legs regain feeling and I head back out to the parking lot to meet Jessica. The first few groups of people are starting to arrive as I step out the front door. I search the parking lot for her car, and see her red Dodge Charger parked right next to my Mustang. The door opens and I see her step out. She sees me and flashes me a smile, “Hey, how’d it go?”
I have trouble forcing a smile. “Uh, they wouldn’t let me in,” I lie.
Jessica looks at me with a skeptical frown, “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine. I’m just… nervous for her.” I’ve always been a horrible liar.
“Oh, well, don’t be. I’m sure she’ll do great.”
“Me too.”
“So, are you ready to go in?”
“Yeah.” I take a deep breath and turn back towards the school.
When we get into the theater, it’s nearly full. Jessica and I are forced to sit in the back. It’s a small town, but it seems as though everyone is here. I look around and recognize just about every face I see, all anxious with anticipation for the show to start. A few of them recognize me and say, “Hi,” but none ask where I’ve been. Apparently they didn’t even realize I was gone. I’m engaging in awkward small talk when the lights go off and the curtain opens.
A light shoots onto the stage, displaying a scene of Kristin and some guy seated at a table in a restaurant. She’s wearing the same outfit as I saw her in earlier and he’s wearing a suit equal in elegance. The crowd erupts in applause. The actors pause until the ovation dies out. He’s the first to speak. “You look beautiful tonight.” I hear a few members of the crowd whistle in agreement.
At about this time my mind starts to wander. Obviously they’re on a date. Apparently, the date goes wrong in some way or another. Then, it switches over to Brian with some girl and the same thing happens. This continues a few more times. I’m too distracted to catch any more of the plotline.
It’s intermission before I know it. The curtain closes and the actors retreat backstage. Before the applause dies down I get up and make my way to the exit. I walk over to the dressing rooms where the actors will be making an appearance. I compose my thoughts as they began filing out and meeting with their fans. Kristin is the last one to exit.
Her gaze meets mine. Her eyes get big. I can’t tell if it’s from excitement or worry. “Brandon!”
She rushes to me and throws her arms around me. I lazily put my arms around her. “What are you doing here?”
“We just got back today. I wanted to surprise you.”
“Well it worked!” She laughs.
I catch myself smiling and quickly apply a serious expression. “I have to ask you something.”
“Sure. Ask away.”
“I got here early, before the show. I saw you and Brian.”
Her eyes expand. This time I can tell it’s from worry. “Oh.What did you see exactly?”
“I saw you kiss him. I didn’t want to jump to conclusions though. I figured you guys were just rehearsing. But I wanted to hear it from you. It was just rehearsal, right? It didn’t mean anything?”
“I… Brandon, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean for it to happen like this. Brian and I have been spending a lot of time together over the past few weeks. He was here. You weren’t. I’m really sorry.”
“And that makes it okay for you to cheat on me?”
“No. I didn’t say that. It’s not okay. I’m sorry. I really am. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“Then you shouldn’t have kissed him.” Half because I can’t think of anything to say and half because I don’t want her to see me cry, I turn around and walk away. Nothing has ever hurt this much. I can’t breathe. I now understand why they call it heartbreak. It feels like someone ripped my heart out of my chest. When I get out of the school I’m unable to hold it back anymore and I break down. A weird sound is emitted from my lungs and tears begin falling from my eyes. Luckily almost everyone is in the theater so I’m left alone with my sorrow.