“Get Over Yourself!” She screamed as she slammed the phone down.
Exasperated, Natalie flung herself on her bed in a huff. She was so weary from being blamed and misunderstood.
“Why is it always so hard.” she said out loud, as if someone were there. Every time she tried to take the high road she was accused of being selfish. She was tired of being the mature one keeping an adult perspective.

“Fuck Him! and Fuck his selfish, self-righteous, sanctimonious attitude.” She was sick to death of hypocrites and empty promises.
They had spent hours discussing if things went wrong and they didn’t work out, that their friendship was strong enough to endure. They were both mature, consenting adults after all. They told each other they could get past this type of situation.
She wondered if he as ever really loved her.
Just then she heard a noise and turned to see her roommate, Diane, standing in the doorway.
“Obviously he is incapable of having any relationship with a woman after having sex with her.” Diane told her.