Heartburn (standard:romance, 1492 words)
Author: Rene Amador	Added: May 18 2002	Views/Reads: 3522/2352	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
How many of us have been in a situation where things go from bad to worse, and all for a girl?

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home. He grabbed her by the arm, not especially hard but just enough to 
get her attention.  He turned her around and they stood face to face.  
Looking into her eyes he forgot every word he was about to say and only 
half stuttered an incoherent phrase.  Catherine had an animalistic 
quality about her, especially in her eyes.  She could partially close 
her eyes making it seem she was concentrating on what she saw.  That 
was how she was looking at Xavier right at that moment.  She guided his 
hands to where she wanted them to go. 

Catherine backed up into the kitchen guiding Xavier with her hips.  She
turned around so his back was to the sink and she stood before him.  
She made the first move.  She swiped his hat off and tossed it over her 
shoulder. She took her hands and dove into his back pockets of his 
jeans and almost lifted him higher.  Xavier knew exactly what to do and 
was not about to resist.  He let himself go completely and went with 
the flow.  His hands found their way to her back, held on and pulled 
her closer in.  The two of them began to heat up faster than the 
griddle in the kitchen with each movement they made.  Then, just as 
quickly as it began, Catherine brought it all to a screeching halt and 
slapped him again on the other cheek.  She exited out of the kitchen, 
picked up her things and went out the back door. Xavier ran after her 
even though he was nowhere near to having the diner ready for lock up.  
He ran so fast he didn’t even notice the smoke building up in the 
kitchen. 

As Xavier got outside Catherine was already opening the door of her car.
Just as he reached her car door she hit the gas pedal and peeled out of 
the diner’s parking lot.  She sped through a puddle on the pavement and 
a wave of filthy water hit Xavier in the face.  As he stood there and 
watched her car fade out, he felt as warm as a few minutes ago.  He 
then turned around to see where the warmth was coming from and finally 
noticed that the fire in the diner had escalated and taken over the 
building.  The fire had started in the kitchen and quickly worked its 
way into the eating area and stock room and engulfed the entire 
building.  It seemed that Catherine had tossed Xavier’s hat onto the 
griddle that was still on, hot as anything.  The hat caught on fire and 
spread to the cleaning rags on the counter. 

Xavier just stood there with his gaze fixed on the diner.  The flames
shot and rolled up, reaching for the stars or at least something 
hanging overhead just out of its reach.  The heat finally became so hot 
that the large panes of glass in the windows cracked and broke sending 
shards after shards of glass onto the pavement and into the air.  
Xavier pulled his arms up to shield himself from the attack.  After the 
glass relented, he looked around the parking lot.  Xavier couldn’t find 
his car.  There was just the anti-theft device he used on the steering 
wheel laying on the ground.  The final cosmic signal that suggested 
nothing was going to be coming his way for a while. 

Xavier sat down on the curb and didn’t even notice the fire trucks
arriving onto the scene.  Three trucks in all surrounded the area of 
the diner to prevent anyone coming into harms way, or the firemen’s 
way.  Xavier just sat on the curb the whole time staring off into space 
with no one paying any attention to him.  A few people noticed him 
sitting there, but they assumed by the expression on his face that he 
didn’t want to discuss anything. 


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