Marnie

Rejected. No explanation needed. The sad look in Heather's eyes when you pulled out the small box with the engagement ring was a see-through statement more powerful than any shakespearian argument about unrequited love. After a two year relationship you knew she was the woman you wanted to spend your life with. Unfortunately you discovered she didn't felt the same way. - I'm so sorry... - She said with sadness while looking down. - I do love you... But not like steping into that kind of commitment. - She turned around and walked away, leaving you on your knees in front of the park bench. You could hear the bystander's comments and sorrow sighs at the sight of the most heartbreaking and embarrassing moment of your life. You wandered through the streets for a long time, all you wanted was something strong to drink, so you entered the first bar that came in your way. You were so absorbed in your thoughts that you didn't even noticed the silence that fell on the place, nor the annoyance looks of all the lesbian customers. You sat down at the counter and ordered a whisky. The bartender, a big tomboy girl with shaved head and tattos all over stared at you with a cold gaze. - You're in the wrong place, buddy... Move along. Still not understanding the mistake you frowned, you were not up to another rejection today. - I said I want a drink... The bartender stood there cold as ice. - Move your ass before I pull out my bat... Then a big gym color girl steped in. - Give the man a break, Delia... He's obiously going through some rough shit. I'll watch that he behaves. Delia sighed and poured your drink. Slowly the place returned to It's normal mood, and all the women turned back to their own business.