Queen of Maybe [pt1]

This story was inspired by a soundtrack that I mixed for writing it. The link is provided below:

QUEEN OF MAYBE

Today, she could easily keep up the pace with the man she was stalking. It was quite clear he wasn't in a hurry today. Looking more relaxed than she felt she picked up the pace and continued to follow the taste of Hugo Boss she longed to lick from his neck. Admiring herself in the windows of the shops as she sauntered past. He always stopped for a burger at one of those vans that made you hungry even if you had just eaten. The fragrant aroma of onions frying was enough to tempt anyone. It never tastes as good though does it?

Most of the shops she looked in had Halloween window displays set up. It was her 40th birthday yesterday and her friends had thrown a night of ghosts and bladders for her in celebration. The theme was an old game they remember from college. It's a bit like truth or dare, only dares are set around scares and drinks are ruthless forfeits.

She disliked celebrating her birthday on the 30th of October because her presents are never wrapped in pink or other birthday colors, it's was always black and orange with the odd spider or ghost or something else stupidly ugly.

She once was surprised to get a gift wrapped in wedding paper which delighted her no end until she found out it was another Halloween-themed prank designed to be a twisted 'shock' or even 'scary', she got it but it wasn't right for her.

It's not that she was afraid of marriage, it's just the person she wanted to marry didn't exist. Not in her world anyway, part of the reason she was renowned for burying her head in her line of duties was to forget.

She resented her sister for taking the piss out of her failings in the love department. So what if she was 40 and unpartnered. It wasn't her ideal situation but made it clear to anyone asking, that it was entirely her choice. Recently, she had started having some regrets about matters of the heart and how she had dealt with dealings of such situations previously.

No children. That was a choice. She was thrilled that mother nature hadn't knocked on her door because she had some close calls; where she'd thrown precaution to the wind (practically brooding over a picturesque ideal) when she fell head over heels with Andy the guy who worked for Sony Entertainment. Played video games for a living. The guy was an absolute genius and played games ultimately professionally but unfortunately incorporated his skills in his personal endeavors too.

What an idiot she had been and thinking back, he had had her at the big cock and breakfast in bed. Scrambled eggs with salmon weren't working for her. She didn't like raw fish especially not in hot food. Pink salmon in a tin did her and even that was a rarity due to the circular bones she had to pick out, eye sockets probably, she had always wondered what they were.

Then there was the funniest moment she brought to her the fried English breakfast with a side portion of salad! Oh, she had loved him in her own guarded unprecedented way. Never had she ever heard of salad for breakfast but that's what made it extra special.

He was unique. One that got away but he was never hers, to begin with, and she harbored no feelings after it came to a halt. She was in her twenties then and sort of falling for The One who hampered her heart even to this day. He was the guy she pursued today only this time the chase was not about her melancholic and nostalgic, unrequited affections.

This had nothing to do with her eighteen-year-long, ongoing obsession either. This was not her mission, this was her job, he wasn't the man she was jilted by anymore. He was nothing but work now and stalking him was strictly business, but was she prepared to stick to the rules of the game?

MAYBE.

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This is my third piece of writing in fiction. My first is called Reservoir Requiem and is on my Vocal profile. The second has too much adult content but is available under the 18+Adult tab on my website. As I have hardly written in this formation before - fiction/articles/non-fiction - I have no idea how to gauge my progress. Therefore, if I receive a heart from this post then I will continue with the story again. If not I will move on to another project. Kind regards. xx

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Thank you for being here if you were only visiting my profile. I hope this had added a smile to your day. Especially hope you enjoyed the music in the background for smooth reading. x