Writing Wednesday | Prompt 39

Welcome to Hump Day everyone! How are we all doing? I got sick this weekend, I think from doing waaayyy too much and I'm still dying. Okay, I may be whining. I had my bridal shower and it was so amazing. But I need to get back in the writing groove so hopefully this prompt will spark my creative edge.

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Prompt Thirty-Nine- Enemy I feel like doing something fun today. This is a situation based prompt. Write about a dinner you are forced to have with your enemy.
My response...
I don't know what frame of mind I was in when I agreed to this meeting, but I must've been smoking something. Who has a sit-down dinner with their biggest nightmare. Only me. I shake my head from side to side as I make our meals.
I've considered poisoning her food, but I don't feel like going to jail. So, instead, I decide to make a meal so disgusting and poor tasting that she'll be tasting it for days. I shove the casserole dish of meatloaf into the over and set the timer. 
The good thing is we used to be best friend, so I know everything she hates. Now, you may think I'm being a bit too extreme, but this is nothing. She hooked up with my fiance, weaseled her way in and stole my life. My entire depression stage as I call it was solely because of her.
I turn on the pine scented air freshener and pump it through the house. Cass had a bad experience with pine trees around Christmas as a child and she hates the smell since it reminds her of that. But I love it and it's the perfect time to rub it all up in her nose. After that I find a CD mix I made last night, with all of the songs Cass hates with a passion and turn it on. I figure it'll give the place a nice ambiance and loving feel.
Just as I'm putting the brussel sprouts and burnt toast on the table, the doorbell rings. I'm wearing a sweater that was given to me by Carter, my ex-fiance turned her fiance. And it's of course, her favorite color, black. 
"Welcome!" I yell as I open the door wide. The one good thing from my depression stage is this apartment. My parents felt bad for me and I dove into my work so I could afford it. I love living here and it's pretty awesome. Cass's eyes widen as she looks me up and down.
"It's nice to see you," she says, shrugging of her coat. I offer to take it and put it in the hall closet. I added some moth balls to make the scent real nice and clean. 
"Dinner is ready if you want to have a seat," I tell her, smiling ear to ear.
"The place looks great," she says as she sits down. I can tell by her soft movements, she's unsure of herself. Little does she know she just walked in on the dinner party from hell. I grab two ice cold beers and place them in front of my plate and hers. She hates beer. She looks at it and then fakes a smile.
The oven beeps, signaling the end of the meatloaf's cooking so I grab that out and place it on the dining room table. I start to pile my plate with all of the delicious food. But before I cut into the meatloaf, I drown it in ketchup--Cass's favorite.
"So, I wanted to talk to you since things have died down," she starts to say.
"Oh, how great!" I feign enthusiasm. 
"Carter and I have decided on our wedding date. We'd like you to be there. You're our best friend." Is this girl serious?
"Yeah, that's not going to happen," I mutter.
"We know that we hurt you, but we love you."
"Why are you talking in 'we'. What? Carter can't talk for himself?" I say to her, banging my hand on the pottery barn table. "Let me make this very clear for you since your tiny brain can't comprehend it. I don't give a shit what you or Carter do. You aren't my best friend and neither is he. I want you out of my life and if this dinner isn't a perfect example of that, you're denser than I thought."
"But Mer we love you!" she says, tears brimming behind her eyes.
"Get the hell out of my house. Now." I stand and point to the door. It may have been fun and games but this dinner went down the tubes fast and now I just want her gone. Her face only reminds me of when I caught her backstabbing me and stealing my soon-to-be husband. I'm done joking. I'm done pretending.

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                    Prompt 38- Not the Marrying Kind

               Prompt 37- Living Heart

          Prompt 36- Computer Attack

     Prompt 35- Ruby Angel

Prompt 34- Fired Girl

Prompt 33- Lights out

     Prompt 32- Risk

          Prompt 31- Snow White

               Prompt 30- Mystery Novel

                    Prompt 29- Break up Letter

                        Prompt 28- Not Really Human

                              Prompt 27- Drill Time

                                   Prompt 26- Old Flame

                                   Prompt 25- Greedy Roommate

                              Prompt 24- Hockey Injury

                         Prompt 23- Ten Year Old Letter

                    Prompt 22- Two Minute Thinker

               Prompt 21- Truth Telling

          Prompt 20- Best New Years Ever

     Prompt 19- Alone for Seven Days

Prompt 18- Christmas Miracle

Prompt 17- Square One

     Prompt 16- Stolen Lights

          Prompt 15- Strange Reporting

               Prompt 14- Thanksgiving 2013

                    Prompt 13-  3 Minute Free Write

                         Prompt 12- The Mind

                              Prompt 11- ABC's

                                   Prompt 10- A Mysterious Request

                                   Prompt 9- Why Did You Do It?

                              Prompt 8- Dream Turned Reality

                         Prompt 7- Fortune Teller

                    Prompt 6- Hitching a Ride Home

               Prompt 5- He Turned The Key And Saw

          Prompt 4- Doug

     Prompt 3- They Had Nothing To Say

Prompt 2- Skydiving Secrets

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