The End of Lyrical Fiction Friday! #lyricalfictionfriday

It’s a wrap for Lyrical Fiction Fridays!

When I created the challenge, I planned on giving it six months and now my deadline is up!

The time has come to step away from it and other challenges (except the April A to Z Challenge). Challenges take time to draft, prep and post…

I’ll be taking time in the next few weeks to mull over the vision I have for this space so stay tuned…

Bisous,

M xoxo

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“6:00AM” – #lyricalfictionfriday #fiction

This was adapted for LyricalFictionFriday

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It was a beautiful romantic night and I was all alone with my glass of champagne.

I was hiding out at the far end of the garden, away from the wedding guests in the courtyard kicking myself for being there. Within the space of a few days, I’d plummeted from being the no-nonsense and independent woman I had worked hard to become pre-Matt back into the land of Lily-the-sweet-well-meaning-push-over.

So far, I’d managed to avoid Matt. I’d left my place early enough to flip off his offer to pick me up and he clearly looked pissed when I saw him from the back row of the church where I had camouflaged myself. But my luck wasn’t going to last for long if I stayed for the reception and dinner. Naturally, our seating arrangements were together so I needed to leave as soon as the coast was clear.

Why was I putting myself through all of this when these people weren’t supposed to be part of my life anymore?

“Nice hiding place you’ve found…I’m not fond of crowds either. May I join you?”

I looked around to find a cute and very tall Bobby Flay/Archie from the comic strip look-a-like next to me. He was holding a plate of hors d’oeuvres, had a nice smile and friendliness was written all over his face. When I nodded, he sat down on the bench next to me. He glanced down at some empty wine glasses on the ground near my feet. Then he frowned and gestured to the flute of champagne in my hand.

“It’s none of my business but you might want to slow down on those or hold back until after dinner… or at least, have a few of these so that you’re not drinking on an empty stomach.”

He offered me his plate but I refused, laughing off his concern. I must really have looked like a sad, single girl drinking her troubles away in the rose bushes.

“Oh, those glasses aren’t mine. They were already there when I sat down. Don’t worry,” I held up my almost full flute of champagne, “This is the only one I’ll be having because I’m leaving soon.”

I took another sip and watched his eyebrows shoot up in surprise.

“Are you telling me that you got all dressed up to look super amazing and then you’re going to leave before the fun begins? If you didn’t want to be here, why did you come in the first place?”

Good question.

I smiled at the compliment and at how “super amazing” sounded absolutely geeky. I had no clue who this guy was so I erred on the side of caution and pretended like I didn’t hear the last question. In any case, I didn’t have an answer. He got the message and changed the subject.

“Are you a friend of the bride or groom?”

“The bride.”

“How do you know her?”

I was debating what to say without getting into my personal business when I noticed Matt walking with purpose across the courtyard in the distance.

Matt’s determined stride had everything to do with a stunning redhead at the bar who stood out like an exquisite diamond from the rest of the guests. He greeted her with a kiss on her cheek and from their body language, it was clear that they knew each other very, very well. It sickened me to see how the redhead ran her palm down the length of Matt’s arm but it sickened me even more at how Matt was sidling up to her. Jealousy soured my mouth.

Who was she?

“He’s not worth it,” I heard the man’s voice break into my thoughts.

“What?”

“That guy you’re staring at…He’s quite the handsome charmer but he comes with a large side of trouble. You really don’t want to go there.”

I gave him my full focus.

“Why not?” I managed to ask, trying to play off my sick curiosity.

The man shook his head and watched me take another sip from my glass.

“Besides the fact that he started drinking hours ago because his girlfriend bailed on him, he’s on the prowl tonight as you can see – he’s already working overtime on Charlotte…again.”

“Again?” My stomach flipped.

He nodded.

“Yeah, I heard they hooked up a few weeks ago. ‘Charlotte looked so hot that I could already taste her’ was his excuse. And when I asked about his girlfriend, he just shrugged me off.”

A few weeks ago?

I felt sick, not because Matt was an asshole but because I was. The nauseous feeling that swept over me made me choke on my champagne.

“Are you okay?” He slapped my back a few times, looking concerned.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” I nodded quickly. “You must be good friends with him to know all of this”.

“You could say that. Matt is fine as my cousin but I’d be the first to say that he’s a jerk who loves the challenge of a skirted chase. He’s basically a nice guy but … Mariah told my sister that his latest girlfriend is a keeper but let’s just say that I’m not surprised that his girlfriend bailed.”

“You mean Matt’s ex-girlfriend – not girlfriend,” I whispered, closing my eyes to block out the screams in my head.

“Are you sure that you’re okay?” I feel his eyes piercing into the side of my face.

“I will be…eventually.”

My head suddenly felt heavy and without opening my eyes, I found myself resting it on this stranger’s shoulder. I felt his surprise and his body tense up.

“Uh…” There was an extremely long pause. “Please, please tell me that you’re not the Lily I’ve heard so much about?”

I nodded against his shoulder.

Shit!” He was mortified.Open mouth, insert foot. I’m so sorry that I said all of that.”

His warm hand stroked my back to console me and it felt good.

“I’ve got to go,” I told him, sitting up to catch my bearings.

The thoughts of foolishly falling for Matt and almost believing his little speech at the pastry shop was making me angrier by the second. When I had walked away from him that day at his place, Matt had pursued, not out of love but because he no longer had me.

A few weeks ago, it was the redhead, last week it was me back to me and tonight it was going to be the redhead again. I could only imagine what other “challenges” Matt had been conquering during our time together.

“I’m so sorry. I didn’t know. Don’t leave,” he said, taking hold of my hand. “Don’t let him affect you like this. Take a really good look at him Lily.”

I did as I was told and observed Matt shamelessly flirting with the redhead and with a smile that I wanted to slap off his face. Matt didn’t have a care in the world.

“Does he look like he’s thinking about you right now?”

I could feel the anger starting a slow burn towards my heart.

“Absolutely not.”

“Then you shouldn’t be thinking about him either. Ignore him, hang out with me and my friends at our table. We’re a fun tribe and we’ll definitely distract you. Don’t they say that weddings are great for meeting new people?”

“I’m not in a great frame of mind right now..um…uh.” I searched for a name he had yet to give me.

“I’m Xavier but everyone calls me Xavi.” He smiled widely, revealing deep dimples.

If I were in a better mood, I might have found myself putting a finger deep into one of them. I loved dimples.

“Do you like to dance Lily?”

“Yeah, I do.” I nodded, not sure where he was going with his question.

Xavier placed his plate on the ground next to the abandoned glasses, took my hand and stood up.

“Well, that’s exactly what we’ll do all night. I can picture us hours from now.. 6:00 in the morning yawning and laying down next to you.”

Excuse me?

“Sorry, that came out wrong. I mean, my friends and I have started a bit of a wedding party tradition. We dance for as long as the music is rockin’ and then we go for breakfast at that 24 hour breakfast dive in the city at 6:00AM. Come on, what do you say?” Xavi laughed, waiting for me to answer.

Rockin’? Xavi reminded me of Juan with his friendliness but with some geek thrown into the mix.

I gave Matt another look before giving Xavi my full attention.

“Xavi, I think that 6AM will look very good on me.”

“Awesome! Now, let’s get this party started,” he joked and started leading me back to the courtyard. “And make Matt jealous. Mark my words, he’ll be all over you like white on rice within minutes. All that you have to do is not get sucked back in by anything he says.”

Xavi seemed to be a decent guy and I had nothing to lose. And I truly relished the idea of purposely ignoring Matt by pretending that I was having a good old time without him. And Xavi was right, the priceless look on Matt’s face when he saw us hand in hand was worth hiding in the rose bushes.

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Lyrical Fiction Friday Reveal: “6:00 In The Morning” #lyricalfictionfriday

Today’s lyric prompt is:

“…6:00 in the morning yawning and laying down next to you…”

For the rules, click on the lyric above.

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“Keep On Walkin…” – #lyricalfictionfriday #fiction

This was adapted for the Lyrical Fiction Friday Challenge

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Don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t it...He’s lips are moving so you know he’s lying…

Just as I was about to get sucked into the vortex of Matt’s sad puppy dog eyes and Juan’s teary eyed look, it all hit me like a ton of bricks.

No. He’s just talking in circles with his tongue again…

I wasn’t obliged to make a decision about giving Matt a second chance, on the spot and under such pressure. I just needed to do what was best – for me.

“I’ll think about it.”

Matt’s eyes grew large and Juan kicked me under the table as if to change my mind.

“You…you’ll think about it?”

“Yes …because you might have been right about not getting too serious.”

“I’m not following you Lily…” Matt was clearly confused. “What are you saying?”

“I love you,” I said and saw his face light up, “But I need time. I need to make sure that you are the right man for me and to do that, I need to see who else is out there for the next while. While I do that, you can do the same.”

The words tumbling from my lips didn’t feel like they were coming from me. But they were. An awkward silence veiled the table. Matt was looking at me like I’d grown a third eye.

Not being able to take the drama anymore, Juan hastily wrapped the rest of his brownies in a napkin, muttered something about needing to be somewhere and disappeared from the pastry shop.

“Just before we met at that party, I’d posted a profile on Match but then, I took it down after our third date. But I’m thinking about giving the online thing a chance… at least for the next few months.”

Matt shook his head and clenched his hands. He was visibly upset.

“Months? Come on babe, are you honestly going to do that me? Is this your way of punishing me?”

“No, not at all. I need to be sure about what and who I want in my future. I need to protect myself.”

“From me?”

I didn’t answer. We stared at each other for a few moments before he gave me a frustrated yet determined look.

“I won’t accept that…I just won’t.”

“You don’t have a choice Matt.”

That’s when another flash of worry crossed his face.

“But what about my sister’s wedding this weekend? You’re just going to bail? What am I supposed to tell Mariah and the rest of my family?”

I had completely forgotten that Mariah, Matt’s sister had specifically invited me to hang out as she and her bridesmaids got dressed.

Shit.

“Please Lily, don’t do this now. You have to go. After the wedding, we can talk again about all of this, okay?”

On one hand, I didn’t want to disappoint and distract Mariah with our lover’s drama. But on the other hand, I needed to draw a line in the sand with Matt.

The wheels in my brain churned, turned and burned…

Shit.

“Fine. I’ll go but we won’t be going as a couple Matt. And there is nothing to rediscuss after the wedding…”

“Whatever you say Lily.”

From the way Matt’s lips curled into a small smile and his eyes twinkled at his tiny victory, I somehow knew I would regret it.

Matt stood up and shoved his hands into his pockets.

“Mariah will be getting ready at my folks place so I’ll pick you up and give you a ride there.”

What?

“No, I said that…” I was soon talking to empty air because Matt vanished before I could finish my sentence.

Yeah, I’m going to regret saying yes to this mess…Why didn’t I just tell him to keep on walking?

Continuation next week: “6:00 AM”.

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Lyrical Fiction Friday Reveal: “Circles With Your Tongue” #lyricalfictionfriday

Today’s lyric prompt is:

“I know you lie…’cause your lips are movin’…talking circles with your tongue…”

For the rules, click on the lyric above. 

Be inspired and write!

Disclaimer: I have no copyrights to the song and/or video and/or hyperlinks to songs and/or videos and/or gifs above. No copyright infringement intended.

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I’m partnering with the following lovely blogger-writers who are promoting my Lyrical Fiction Friday Challenge as I cross-promote their respective challenges:

Be sure to check out their blogs, have some fun by participating strong and making a few new friends!

 

 

“I’d Rather Have a Love” – #lyricalfictionfriday #fiction

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Juan and I stood at the counter in our favorite pastry shop deciding on which desserts would do the least damage to the calories we had sweated out at Zumba. I ordered the apple nachos while Juan took the zucchini brownies. We headed for our usual table near the window.

“How are you feeling these days Lily?”

“Fine, I’m doing fine.”

Juan took one of his brownies and placed it to my lips so that I could take a bite. Then he promptly shoved the rest of it into his mouth. Since we’d met at the gym last year, Juan and I had become fast friends and always hung out after yoga and Zumba. Full of energy, upbeat and positive, I always looked forward to our “dessert time”.

“Are you telling me that you didn’t cry at all after you broke it off with him?”

I shook my head.

“Of course I did. I threw myself a pity party for a few days and second guessed myself a lot but I’m fine now. Without a doubt, I know that I did the right thing.”

I nodded and stabbed at an apple wedge that had the most caramel. This time it was my turn to let Juan sample my order. I brought the fork to his lips and he was more than happy to open wide.

“Hmm, that is delicious! Has he tried to call you?”

“Yeah but I don’t picked up.”

“Girl, you are made of steel. I wish that I had that kind of willpower. Every time I vow to never speak to Nikos again, I always cave in and take him back,” Juan said, shaking his head. He seemed slightly disgusted with himself but a grin quickly spread across his face as he looked over my shoulder.

“Well, if you’re looking for a new man, there is a delicious one in the doorway who can’t keep his eyes off of you…”

Curiosity killed the cat and I immediately swiveled around to who Juan was talking about. My heart raced and then quickly sank as I recognized the sheepish smile that greeted me.

I turned back to Juan.

“That’s not a new man. It’s Matt.”

Juan choked in his mouthful of brownies.

Are you shitting me?” he whispered. “You didn’t tell me that Matt was such a babe! Did he know that you always come here after class?”

I nodded. “Yeah, I mentioned it to him more than once.”

“Hmm, does he know about me? Boyfriend looks a little jealous. ”

“What my ex-boyfriend-who-wasn’t-really-my-boyfriend thinks is none of my concern.”

“If you say so Lily,” Juan shrugged, sounding unconvinced. “Are you going to talk to him?”

“No. There is nothing left to say. And in any case, my heart is not ready to deal with him.”

“Well, it looks like you won’t have a choice. He’s coming over here…” Juan whispered as he kept watch over my shoulder.

I held my breath until Matt was standing next to our table. Matt gave me another weak smile and then acknowledged Juan’s existence with a nod.

“Hey Lily.”

“Hello Matt.”

“Could we…uh…talk?”

Matt glanced down at Juan, giving him a look that clearly said that he should disappear. But when Juan made an attempt to get up, I took his hand and forced him to stay seated. I ignored Juan’s are-you-crazy? look.

“I already said what I had to say a few weeks ago.”

“Lily, you didn’t even give me a chance to say anything – you simply up and walked out. And since you won’t return my calls or texts, I decided to find you. Would you at least hear me out?”

Poor Juan sat there looking all sorts of uncomfortable and pretending as best as he could to be invisible.

“If you have something to say Matt, you’ll have to say it in front of my friend.”

Matt shook his head in exasperation but pulled a chair over from another table to sit down between us. I watched his chest heave as he took a deep breath.

“You know that saying about not knowing what you’ve got until it’s gone?”

I had never seen Matt with such a serious demeanor. His voice was low and his eyes searched mine for a clue to my thoughts.

“Of course I do.”

Matt looked down at his feet.

“Well…I now know what that really means, what it feels like. It’s exactly what I’m living right now.”

I swallowed the bubble that had formed in my throat and kept my tone as emotionless as I could.

“I told you after our first few dates that I don’t jump into bed with just anyone – I have to have feelings for a guy first. Serious feelings. If you want to date other girls, play the field and sleep around, that’s your prerogative. But I’m not going to stick around waiting to see if I’m just a second choice that you are settling on. If I want to waste time, I prefer to do it alone.”

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Juan cover his mouth in shock. Matt exhaled deeply, reached over for my hand and looked me straight in the eye.

“Lily, you have ruined me for wanting to be with anyone else. I was living my life just fine until I met this girl who ruined my player philosophy and that girl is you. You are all that a man could hope for. I’d rather have a love that I know is real…I..I love you. And like you said, our future is now. Would you please give me a second chance to make things right?”

Speechless, I glanced over to Juan whose face was lit up like a Christmas tree. His eyes were misty and implored me to forgive and forget.

Love had burnt me one too many times in my past. And when it truly scorched me the last time, I vowed to learn from my mistakes.

But now, love was forcing me to make a decision, a choice much more important than what sweet dessert I wanted to take a chance on this time around.

I felt Juan and Matt’s expectant eyes burning holes into my soul as they waited for me to say something…

Continuation next week: “Keep On Walkin'”

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Lyrical Fiction Friday: “Ruin My Philosophy” #lyricalfictionfriday

Today’s lyric prompt is:

“…I met this girl…she ruined my philosophy…my heart skips a beat when she comes around “

For the rules, click on the lyric above. 

Be inspired and write!

Disclaimer: I have no copyrights to the song and/or video and/or hyperlinks to songs and/or videos and/or gifs above. No copyright infringement intended.

All Rights Reserved ©2018 Marquessa Matthews

I’m partnering with the following lovely blogger-writers who are promoting my Lyrical Fiction Friday Challenge as I cross-promote their respective challenges:

Be sure to check out their blogs, have some fun by participating strong and making a few new friends!