She strode across the room of the restaurant and punched him square on the nose.
People at the nearby tables stopped with forks mid air to watch this drama unfolding. Dinner and a show. She felt a teeny bit thrilled at the prospect of embarrassing him – she knew how he hated to look bad in front of others – but decided to take the rest of this interaction outside.
“I’m sorry” she half-smiled as he held tissues to his nose and tilted his head skyward.
“Yeah, where the hell did that come from? I know I dumped you and all but seriously, no need” he half smiled back to her.
Honestly, she wasn’t expecting herself to be so angry upon seeing him again. She thought she was over it, but obviously there were some residual emotions there. She watched him for a moment, and then looking around at their surroundings she began to chuckle.
“You have no clue” she stated
He looked at her from behind his wad of tissues; dazed and confused.
“About what you did to me – you have no clue”
“What I did? You brought about the end of our relationship, I just finished it properly”
He was getting defensive, as he always did. It made her sad to think that some things never changed. She liked to think that she had though – wiser, stronger, more willing to say her piece than the timid shy girl she had been when they were together. Definitely not scared to start an argument with him now.
“Y’know, I often think of how close we were to physical violence; a few more months maybe? Would it have started then?”
“What the fuck, Lucy”
“Well you definitely had the emotional abuse down Johnny”
“What? You’re crazy”
“Remember that night? The beginning of the end? It all started because you uttered the words, “If you don’t come over than you don’t love me”, that’s emotional blackmail Johnny, and what’s scary is you don’t even realise you do it”
He looked at her, not saying a word. Finally, something that made him speechless.
“I want to thank you though,” she continued, “You see I was kinda dumb to these things; some say that love is blind to faults, and it was only by you dumping me that I could begin to see clearly the kind of person you were. I saw clearly that you were a controlling, self-obsessed excuse for a man. That our relationship was surely on the edge of being deemed domestic abuse. I wanna thank you for releasing me sooner rather than later; for making me see the truth.”
She could see that he was trying to prepare an argument, his defence to dispute everything she had just said, so she calmly got up, kissed him on the cheek and walked away.