Strong Hands Through Thick Smoke

The haze of grey smoke that had settled at eye level around the room shifted as the exhale from my cigarette met with it.

Country music shook the walls of the small living room while attendants of the party leaned in close and yelled over the blaring base.

We had only planned to stay for a few minutes, long enough to say hello and then attend another party. Long enough for the smell of alcohol to reach my nose as an inebriated attendant tipped their drink over on my lap.

Apologies.

After cleaning off the smell of cheap beer from my jeans I made my way to the door and searched for my friend.

Her friendliness had gotten the best of her and she had found herself in the arms of a new opportunity.

Not one to stop progress OR opportunity I began to look for my shoes and search for my car keys. Through heaps of disorganized footwear and heavy winter coats I attempted to control my frustration; my anger with my wet jeans, being ditched, and lack of shoes.

And then someone called my name.

He asked me where I was going, why I was leaving. I was confused as to why he would care, we weren’t friends, we didn’t spend time together regularly.

I told him I was tired and I was going to go home. I said goodbye.

As my hand reached for the doorknob and the cool winter air brushed against my face, taking my breath away, I heard his voice again.

“You’re nothing but a bitch!”

I’m sorry what?

My body spun around to face him, slamming the door behind me, I leapt toward him begging him to say it to my face. I was frustrated with my evening, my friend, and now with this uneducated attention seeker who called women names.

He repeated it and then continued to insult me.

“I hope you get into an accident on the way home, you‘re nothing but a snob and always have been, you think you‘re better than everyone else and you aren‘t”

My blood boiled.

I watched as my arm reached up in slow motion before me and my hand wrapped around his neck pinning him against the wall, his beer bottle shook as I spoke.

“Don’t you EVER speak to me that way again.”

I let my hand fall and looked at his frozen face.

Turning to go, I light a cigarette and blew one last exhale into the air.

 


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Oh, don’t tell her I’m stalking her…

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47 Responses to Strong Hands Through Thick Smoke
  1. Kimberly
    September 8, 2011 | 1:49 am

    That gave me chills. And that is definitely not something I could ever imagine calling you!

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 10:04 pm

      I know you wouldn’t
      You’re my home girl

  2. Alison@Mama Wants This
    September 8, 2011 | 4:15 am

    You scare me sometimes. In a good way. I would want you on MY side.

    And I love the first line. Gorgeous writing.

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 10:03 pm

      I would never wrap my hand around YOUR neck Alison.
      But if you don’t send me some sweet treats soon I might mail you a throat punch
      JK

  3. Frelle
    September 8, 2011 | 6:14 am

    Wow! Heart pounding stuff. I’m glad you stood up for yourself, and I also hope the guy didn’t do anything but stand there in shock as you left!

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 10:01 pm

      SWEET LORD Frelle is commenting on my blog!
      I need a cold cloth!

  4. Anna
    September 8, 2011 | 6:32 am

    Good for you – and glad you’re linking up with Mama Kat!

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 10:00 pm

      Me too!
      She is WORLD famous!!

  5. Galit Breen
    September 8, 2011 | 6:45 am

    Go you! Perfectly told, perfectly handled!

    Um, also? I want you on my side!

    XO

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 10:00 pm

      You are always on my side.
      Red Rover Red Rover We Call Galit Over!

  6. Diane@BeStillaMinute
    September 8, 2011 | 6:47 am

    I’ll bet he didn’t ever make that mistake again!

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 9:56 pm

      He hated me from that day forward…
      But he never told me that to my face.
      To my face he was a perfect gentleman.

  7. Julie @ mamamash
    September 8, 2011 | 7:58 am

    YEAH girl! Kick his ASS. Oh man, we have to get together one day, for real. 🙂 Love it.

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 9:56 pm

      We so will.
      We are twins and have to meet.
      Except I do not cook.
      I have a girl.
      I do not attend church.
      I do not volunteer in said church.
      My husband is not my husband.
      I live in sin.
      I think a cupcake is a muffin

  8. Timber
    September 8, 2011 | 8:00 am

    You had me at the first sentence. Great writing. Glad I found your blog and I’ll be back for more.

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 9:54 pm

      YAY!
      I love that you found me…
      I wasn’t lost, however, we are together now and you will be back. For more.

  9. Lady Estrogen
    September 8, 2011 | 8:06 am

    That. Was. Awesome. Babe 🙂

    You rock!

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 9:53 pm

      Thank you!
      and thank you again for your email.
      You are good people.

  10. imperfectmomma
    September 8, 2011 | 8:11 am

    Dang! Very cool

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 9:53 pm

      Thank you!!
      I like “dang”

  11. Sarah
    September 8, 2011 | 8:48 am

    This is such a great short story! You told it really well.
    And I’m with Alison… I’d want you on MY side too! 😉

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 9:53 pm

      Thanks Sarah.
      I keep all of the good guys on my team.. but the idiots I throat punch.

  12. Runnermom-jen
    September 8, 2011 | 9:23 am

    Wow…that’s crazy! People are so dumb sometimes. And I’m with Galit, I want you on MY side 🙂

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 9:52 pm

      I will be on your side for sure Jen!
      We’ll fight the dumb asses together.

  13. Amy
    September 8, 2011 | 9:37 am

    WOW! What a jackass. Good job shutting him up!

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 9:51 pm

      It was where my ninja powers started!

  14. Roxanne
    September 8, 2011 | 12:27 pm

    Go you! Way to go, standing up for yourself. And the way you told the story? Perfect.

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 9:51 pm

      I’m so flattered you think so!
      yay, thanks for your compliments… 🙂

  15. cindy
    September 8, 2011 | 1:58 pm

    Wow. Powerful. Impressive.

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 9:50 pm

      Thank you so very much!! xo

  16. Nic
    September 8, 2011 | 2:09 pm

    Great job!!! Your fabulous 🙂

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 9:46 pm

      Thanks nic! You are too! xo

  17. Hopes@Staying Afloat!
    September 8, 2011 | 6:31 pm

    I’m so glad you stood up for yourself! But I agree with the others. I totally want you on my side of things! That boy, was a total ass hat and deserved to have the crap scared out of him. Way to go!

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 9:45 pm

      He so deserved to be scared.
      He is still a jerk and still a loser.
      I do not regret what I did for one second

  18. Jessica
    September 8, 2011 | 7:26 pm

    If I ever go to a bar again, I’m taking you with me. That is all.

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 9:41 pm

      I think you and I could get into some serious shit!

  19. Rach (DonutsMama)
    September 8, 2011 | 7:45 pm

    You had me hanging on the edge of my seat with this one. You are a very talented writer!

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 9:39 pm

      That makes me beam Rach!
      I’m flattered xo

  20. Elena @CiaoMom
    September 8, 2011 | 7:54 pm

    You rock for standing up for yourself!! Seriously…..what nerve for him to say those things. And I am with everyone else, I would kind of like you next to me when the going gets rough.

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 9:39 pm

      Thank you Elena.
      I will never forget this night and am happy that I stood up for myself.
      I will happily be on your side if every you need me!!

  21. Jen {at} take2mommy
    September 8, 2011 | 8:04 pm

    Wow! I love how you handled this situation, and I love your writing. That is all.

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 9:38 pm

      thank you so much for your compliments on my writing Jen!
      I was in my twenties when this happened and do not regret one minute of it

  22. Elaine
    September 8, 2011 | 9:49 pm

    I know it sounds kinda silly these days but I’m still going to type it…

    YOU GO GIRL!

    I hope you scared the beer pee outta that jerk!

    Your so eloquent too…

  23. Jenners
    September 9, 2011 | 8:20 pm

    Yikes. Scary stuff. Very well written. Intense and atmospheric. Unfortunately, I felt like I was there.

    Thanks for the visit.

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 11, 2011 | 1:12 pm

      Thank you so much, I’m glad that my writing comes across to readers like that.

  24. Robin @ Farewell, Stranger
    September 11, 2011 | 12:31 pm

    Did you really?! Nice. People like that are just assholes.

    And can I tell you how perfect it is that when you finally linked up it was for that prompt? Perfect.

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 11, 2011 | 12:42 pm

      I know! I was waiting for the right moment.
      I always received her prompts through email because I love the site but wasn’t ready until last week.

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Strong Hands Through Thick Smoke

The haze of grey smoke that had settled at eye level around the room shifted as the exhale from my cigarette met with it.

Country music shook the walls of the small living room while attendants of the party leaned in close and yelled over the blaring base.

We had only planned to stay for a few minutes, long enough to say hello and then attend another party. Long enough for the smell of alcohol to reach my nose as an inebriated attendant tipped their drink over on my lap.

Apologies.

After cleaning off the smell of cheap beer from my jeans I made my way to the door and searched for my friend.

Her friendliness had gotten the best of her and she had found herself in the arms of a new opportunity.

Not one to stop progress OR opportunity I began to look for my shoes and search for my car keys. Through heaps of disorganized footwear and heavy winter coats I attempted to control my frustration; my anger with my wet jeans, being ditched, and lack of shoes.

And then someone called my name.

He asked me where I was going, why I was leaving. I was confused as to why he would care, we weren’t friends, we didn’t spend time together regularly.

I told him I was tired and I was going to go home. I said goodbye.

As my hand reached for the doorknob and the cool winter air brushed against my face, taking my breath away, I heard his voice again.

“You’re nothing but a bitch!”

I’m sorry what?

My body spun around to face him, slamming the door behind me, I leapt toward him begging him to say it to my face. I was frustrated with my evening, my friend, and now with this uneducated attention seeker who called women names.

He repeated it and then continued to insult me.

“I hope you get into an accident on the way home, you‘re nothing but a snob and always have been, you think you‘re better than everyone else and you aren‘t”

My blood boiled.

I watched as my arm reached up in slow motion before me and my hand wrapped around his neck pinning him against the wall, his beer bottle shook as I spoke.

“Don’t you EVER speak to me that way again.”

I let my hand fall and looked at his frozen face.

Turning to go, I light a cigarette and blew one last exhale into the air.

 


After months of stalking I am finally linking up with My Bloggy Idol Mama Kat

Oh, don’t tell her I’m stalking her…

Thank you for SharingTweet about this on TwitterShare on StumbleUponShare on LinkedInShare on Google+Share on FacebookEmail this to someonePin on PinterestShare on Tumblr

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47 Responses to Strong Hands Through Thick Smoke
  1. Kimberly
    September 8, 2011 | 1:49 am

    That gave me chills. And that is definitely not something I could ever imagine calling you!

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 10:04 pm

      I know you wouldn’t
      You’re my home girl

  2. Alison@Mama Wants This
    September 8, 2011 | 4:15 am

    You scare me sometimes. In a good way. I would want you on MY side.

    And I love the first line. Gorgeous writing.

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 10:03 pm

      I would never wrap my hand around YOUR neck Alison.
      But if you don’t send me some sweet treats soon I might mail you a throat punch
      JK

  3. Frelle
    September 8, 2011 | 6:14 am

    Wow! Heart pounding stuff. I’m glad you stood up for yourself, and I also hope the guy didn’t do anything but stand there in shock as you left!

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 10:01 pm

      SWEET LORD Frelle is commenting on my blog!
      I need a cold cloth!

  4. Anna
    September 8, 2011 | 6:32 am

    Good for you – and glad you’re linking up with Mama Kat!

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 10:00 pm

      Me too!
      She is WORLD famous!!

  5. Galit Breen
    September 8, 2011 | 6:45 am

    Go you! Perfectly told, perfectly handled!

    Um, also? I want you on my side!

    XO

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 10:00 pm

      You are always on my side.
      Red Rover Red Rover We Call Galit Over!

  6. Diane@BeStillaMinute
    September 8, 2011 | 6:47 am

    I’ll bet he didn’t ever make that mistake again!

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 9:56 pm

      He hated me from that day forward…
      But he never told me that to my face.
      To my face he was a perfect gentleman.

  7. Julie @ mamamash
    September 8, 2011 | 7:58 am

    YEAH girl! Kick his ASS. Oh man, we have to get together one day, for real. 🙂 Love it.

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 9:56 pm

      We so will.
      We are twins and have to meet.
      Except I do not cook.
      I have a girl.
      I do not attend church.
      I do not volunteer in said church.
      My husband is not my husband.
      I live in sin.
      I think a cupcake is a muffin

  8. Timber
    September 8, 2011 | 8:00 am

    You had me at the first sentence. Great writing. Glad I found your blog and I’ll be back for more.

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 9:54 pm

      YAY!
      I love that you found me…
      I wasn’t lost, however, we are together now and you will be back. For more.

  9. Lady Estrogen
    September 8, 2011 | 8:06 am

    That. Was. Awesome. Babe 🙂

    You rock!

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 9:53 pm

      Thank you!
      and thank you again for your email.
      You are good people.

  10. imperfectmomma
    September 8, 2011 | 8:11 am

    Dang! Very cool

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 9:53 pm

      Thank you!!
      I like “dang”

  11. Sarah
    September 8, 2011 | 8:48 am

    This is such a great short story! You told it really well.
    And I’m with Alison… I’d want you on MY side too! 😉

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 9:53 pm

      Thanks Sarah.
      I keep all of the good guys on my team.. but the idiots I throat punch.

  12. Runnermom-jen
    September 8, 2011 | 9:23 am

    Wow…that’s crazy! People are so dumb sometimes. And I’m with Galit, I want you on MY side 🙂

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 9:52 pm

      I will be on your side for sure Jen!
      We’ll fight the dumb asses together.

  13. Amy
    September 8, 2011 | 9:37 am

    WOW! What a jackass. Good job shutting him up!

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 9:51 pm

      It was where my ninja powers started!

  14. Roxanne
    September 8, 2011 | 12:27 pm

    Go you! Way to go, standing up for yourself. And the way you told the story? Perfect.

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 9:51 pm

      I’m so flattered you think so!
      yay, thanks for your compliments… 🙂

  15. cindy
    September 8, 2011 | 1:58 pm

    Wow. Powerful. Impressive.

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 9:50 pm

      Thank you so very much!! xo

  16. Nic
    September 8, 2011 | 2:09 pm

    Great job!!! Your fabulous 🙂

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 9:46 pm

      Thanks nic! You are too! xo

  17. Hopes@Staying Afloat!
    September 8, 2011 | 6:31 pm

    I’m so glad you stood up for yourself! But I agree with the others. I totally want you on my side of things! That boy, was a total ass hat and deserved to have the crap scared out of him. Way to go!

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 9:45 pm

      He so deserved to be scared.
      He is still a jerk and still a loser.
      I do not regret what I did for one second

  18. Jessica
    September 8, 2011 | 7:26 pm

    If I ever go to a bar again, I’m taking you with me. That is all.

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 9:41 pm

      I think you and I could get into some serious shit!

  19. Rach (DonutsMama)
    September 8, 2011 | 7:45 pm

    You had me hanging on the edge of my seat with this one. You are a very talented writer!

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 9:39 pm

      That makes me beam Rach!
      I’m flattered xo

  20. Elena @CiaoMom
    September 8, 2011 | 7:54 pm

    You rock for standing up for yourself!! Seriously…..what nerve for him to say those things. And I am with everyone else, I would kind of like you next to me when the going gets rough.

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 9:39 pm

      Thank you Elena.
      I will never forget this night and am happy that I stood up for myself.
      I will happily be on your side if every you need me!!

  21. Jen {at} take2mommy
    September 8, 2011 | 8:04 pm

    Wow! I love how you handled this situation, and I love your writing. That is all.

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 8, 2011 | 9:38 pm

      thank you so much for your compliments on my writing Jen!
      I was in my twenties when this happened and do not regret one minute of it

  22. Elaine
    September 8, 2011 | 9:49 pm

    I know it sounds kinda silly these days but I’m still going to type it…

    YOU GO GIRL!

    I hope you scared the beer pee outta that jerk!

    Your so eloquent too…

  23. Jenners
    September 9, 2011 | 8:20 pm

    Yikes. Scary stuff. Very well written. Intense and atmospheric. Unfortunately, I felt like I was there.

    Thanks for the visit.

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 11, 2011 | 1:12 pm

      Thank you so much, I’m glad that my writing comes across to readers like that.

  24. Robin @ Farewell, Stranger
    September 11, 2011 | 12:31 pm

    Did you really?! Nice. People like that are just assholes.

    And can I tell you how perfect it is that when you finally linked up it was for that prompt? Perfect.

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 11, 2011 | 12:42 pm

      I know! I was waiting for the right moment.
      I always received her prompts through email because I love the site but wasn’t ready until last week.

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