Entangled Romance

Rose

My life went up in flames because of an email.

My laptop pinged with a notification, which woke me up.

I rolled over with a groan, mindlessly searching for the laptop with my hand when I hit something hard.

“Ow!” I yelled. The pain bolted me up from the bed, clutching my injured hand. Turns out that I had hit the heavy wooden figurine that Lauren loved to buy. “Fucking wood!”

I stood up, kicking the figurine in anger. 

“Hey! What did my poor figurine do to you?!” Lauren, my best friend, cheerleader, and all-time favorite of mine popped her head out of the closet, running to pick up the figurine. “That's not nice.”

I had to let out a small laugh. “I was the one attacked yet I'm the bad guy?”

“He's innocent!” She argued, petting the wood. I looked at her at the same time she glanced at me and we fell into laughter.

After the giggles had died down, she reached into the fridge to toss me an ice pack which I cradled to my hand.

While I was holding it, I reached over to check my laptop with 

“Mike texted you yet?” Lauren asked, glancing at me.

“That's what I'm about to see!” I say excitedly, rushing to open up the laptop, and keying in my password.

The smile dropped from my face as soon as I read the headline of the mail. 

My shoulders dropped in disappointment and I dramatically slumped down on the bed, covering my face with my hands.

Crap, he couldn't even be bothered?

Mike and I fought last night- one of many- which resulted in him saying some very nasty things about me. They were too hurtful so I stomped out in anger and decided to crash over at Lauren's for the night to teach him a lesson.

So here I was, like a whiny teenager sad over her first crush.

I act out of rebellion, and the person I'm doing it for couldn't even be bothered to send me a fucking message!

“That bad?” Lauren coos sympathetically, sitting on the bed to check my laptop.

The loud squeal she let out wasn't what I was expecting.

“Is this why you're sad? You should be fucking celebrating!”

I couldn't even be bothered to rouse myself up from the bed.

“Because?”

Lauren not so politely shoved my system in my face. “Because you just got a fucking job, dumbass!”

I perked up at that, my eyes lighting up in wonder. “Really?!”

I grabbed the system, scrolling through my notifications and there it was…

Holy!

A date for an interview in one of the most prestigious companies!