3 Birthdays and a Funeral.
It all started on my 5th birthday. The first birthday.
I remember I wore a pink dress with a green ribbon in my hair, and I had a pink elephant cake. My mum made me invite some of the boys from my class, so I chose the ones that didn't make me eat worms.
Benjamin made me eat worms and put glue in my dark brown hair. He threw a Tonka Truck at my head and told me I smelt like flowers and he didn't like it. He also made me eat half of his cake at play lunch and put a daisy in my hair when Kelly told me I couldn't play on the swings because my hair wasn't blonde.
He was my best friend.
I remember that Benjamin gave me a book about flowers and that he yelled at me when I said,
"I like Benjy best!"
My 10th birthday, the second birthday.
I wore a lime green sweater and dark blue jeans. I had a cake shaped like a volcano with sparklers for lava. My mum said I could invite four people, so I chose my three best friends in the whole wide world, because back then you held onto people like a barnacle on a ship. Kelly, Emma and Sarah.
Benjamin made me walk to school by myself because the other boys teased him and told me I looked like an ugly boy. He chased me with bugs and told me that I should wear a bra. He also gave me a paper crane he made in art class and yelled at the boys when they said I hade girl germs.
I hated Benjamin.
I remember that Benjamin didn't come to my birthday party, but on Monday he gave me a purple necklace and yelled,
"It makes you look fat!"
My 15th birthday. The third birthday.
I wore a blue long sleeved shirt, skinny jeans and lack boots. I had a chocolate mud cake with the words, "Happy birthday Emily!" written in blue, purple and green icing. My mum let me have as many people as I wanted, which had the potential to be twenty, but I only invited six. Emma, Kelly, Ebony, Christopher, Brock and Anna.
Benjamin told me that when I sang my favourite songs on the radio I sounded like shit and told me that my boobs were too big and I was too tall even though he was taller. He threw a water bomb at me in the middle of winter and told me to stop talking so loudly. He also drew a picture of me in his art book and punched my ex-boyfriend when he made me cry.
I loved Benjamin.
I remember Benjamin stood awkwardly in my bedroom doorway and ran his hand through his light brown hair. But then he kissed my on the cheek and yelled at me when I said,
"I so want you bad right now Benjy."
He told me to stop messing around and have a "fucking awesome birthday."
The Funeral. For Benjamin's parents.
I wore a black dress and a dark purple cardigan; Benjamin's mum would've liked that. We ate limp sandwiches and drank bad wine. My mum wouldn't stop crying, and only a couple of people were there.
Benjamin told me to "Fuck off" because it was "none of your fucking business Emily" and made my shoulder wet with tears. He threw a book at me and told me he hated me. He also hugged me back when I held him close and told me that he "loved me more than I've loved any other girl ever."
I loved Benjamin and he loved me.
I remember when it was over and we went back to our apartment and we talked about how he threw a Tonka Truck at me in pre-school and how he chased me with bugs.
He remembered when I told him that I would marry him in kindergarten.
I didn't. But I suppose I'll have to keep my promise.
Well, I don't know where this came from, but I like it.
Just a oneshot.