This is my fiction entry for the fourth day of #Barathon 2017, the fortnight-long blogging marathon for bloggers everywhere, organised by Blog-A-Rhythm! Today’s prompt is ‘War and Pieces’.
“Me quiere mucho… poquito… nada…” Sofia mutters under her breath, as she rapidly pulls out a set of three petals from a rose she plucked from a garden.
“Loves me a lot…” One tiny petal of the daisy is ripped apart from its womb.
“Loves me a little…” The second last petal joins its sister.
“Loves me not…” Sofia rubs the last petal in her hand, hoping to find a hidden petal stuck under the one she’s holding.
Sofia lies down on the grass and closes her eyes. The tortuous image of ‘Isabella weds Alejandro’ is still printed on the inside of her eyes. In a few hours from now, Sofia will attend her best friend, Isabella’s wedding. She will have to plaster a convincing smile on her face, wear the pastel coloured dress that Isabella had selected for her and pretend to be happy for a backstabber.
“This is not a war that will be won with might.” Sofia says. “A fake smile, appropriate deception, saying the right words and raising hue and cry at the right time are the weapons we must employ. After all, we will get only this one chance to right some wrongs, uncry some tears and get things back to the way they were supposed to be.”
Sofia tears the last petal into two symmetrical pieces. She gives one half of the petal to her soulmate since seven years, Alejandro, and they mumble in unison, “Me quiere mucho… Me quiere mucho…”
P.S.: “Me quiere mucho… poquito… nada…” are the Spanish words to be used while playing the ‘loves me, loves me not’ game. However, in the Spanish version, you have three options, and not two.
P.P.S.: How do you think this story will end? Comment and let me know!