A beautiful young lady was holding out her delicate hand which was poised in the air trying to hail a taxi while the other was adjusting her handbag to cross over her body. She was wearing a lovely orange cord high neck midi dress which was hugging her in all the right places, it was covered with a black leather biker jacket giving her a pleasant youthful look. Her black ankle high heels, which were much to high for her comfort, were kicking against the pavement as she continued to wait for a taxi driver to notice her.
Finally a taxi pulled over to the side of the road in front of her, she alighted the taxi and habitually put her cross body bag on her lap, "Where would you like to go young lady", she showed the taxi driver a message on her phone "Here please, as quick as you can". "No problem" the taxi driver replied while adjusting his mirror to look back once more at the beautiful lady who had her head dipped while she typed on her phone, he saw a strand of her chestnut brown hair fall on to her face to which she tucked behind her ear as she smiled ever so slightly at her phone.
The taxi pulled out from the street and began to drive down the road, "Going anywhere special" the taxi driver asked as he had noticed earlier the lady had dressed up nicely, "perhaps a date" he continued. The young lady looked up from her phone, "Nope, not a date I am going to social gathering a close friend is hosting...(even though I don't want to go) she thought". "Oh..." the taxi driver said as he slowly bobbed his head up and down after seeing her smile fade. The taxi fell into silence once again, the young lady continued reading her unread emails when she heard the man ask another question, she obliged by answering to be nice but she had a slight frown on her lips! In all honesty she preferred quite car drives most times or silently listening to music especially if she was a passenger, it's not that she didn't like to talk she was quite a chatterbox when she wanted to be but really enjoyed the motion of card rides as she felt it was very calming whenever she wanted to complete a few small tasks that she hadn't had a chance to do and most of all she enjoyed being able to lean back and relax her whole body so she could collect her thoughts and at rare times not think at all, like a silent meditation.
She didn't want to be rude to the taxi driver, rudeness was her pet peeve. "I'm sorry I didn't hear your question clearly, she politely said. "Oh.. err you said she were going to a close friend's party, it's Thursday evening not a typical day for working people to be out, I was wondering what you do for a living". The young lady smiled "I am an doctor", the taxi driver looked at her through the rear view mirror, "You seem to really enjoy what you do?". "How did you know she questioned, "You had a big smile on your face as you told me" he chuckled. "Ah haha...I do enjoy it it has been my dream since I was a young girl as my father is a doctor and he is the person I look up to the most". "That's nice, it isn't work when you love what you do". The young lady smiled, she very much agreed with that statement, she gave the taxi driver a thumbs up in the rear view mirror before the taxi was once again engulfed in silence.
The both of them did not speak again until the car arrived at it's destination, she put her phone into her bag quite pleased as she was able to do finish some email correspondence that she needed to do. She dug into her bag to pull out her purse for the cash she needed to give, she lifted her head to look at the taxi driver and say "How much is the .....?", she stopped before completing her sentence caught off guard she was looking ahead with widened eyes at the car parked to the side of the road. The taxi driver noticed and tried to get her attention but to no avail as she was focused on the car, "Young lady the fare is", the taxi driver was interrupted when the young lady shouted out "That god damn Bastard!!!!!!". The taxi driver was so shocked that he not only stopped what he was saying but his whole mouth remained open while he stared at her.
"Oh I'm sorry", the young lady exclaimed as she realized her mishap from the the silence and the intent gaze of the old man, she quickly reached into her purse to pull out a some cash bills which she believed would cover the fare, she hurriedly handed over the bills and nodded her head at the taxi driver before rushing out of his car leaving the taxi driver still pondering how that profanity came out of that adorable young lady's mouth, he heard the door slam and finally regained his composure and started gathering up the notes that were stuffed into his hands. This will be funny little story for the wife later he thought.
Once she stepped out of the taxi, she stomped her feet towards a car. She was so shocked at the sight so much so she was pacing around it not knowing what to do. She reached her hand into her bag so he could pull out her phone, she pressed on the number 2 to dial through to a contact when the line connected she heard a elegant voice say "Hello beautiful, this is your one and only best friend and sister speaking". "You didn't tell me he was back Clara". Clara was silent for a second before answering "Who are you talking about, there so many He's in the world" she said as she twirled the glass her in hand trying not to look affected. Fed up the young lady's evasiveness she yelled down the phone "You know who I am talking about!!!!!" Clara pulled the phone away from ear slightly as she knew just what her best friend and elder sister was like. She looked around the room smiling at the crowd of people who were now looking at her, she looked at them with a apologetic look as she sashayed to a corner of the venue looking elegant.
"Fine alright please calm the F*** down!", she said with a low voice as to not attract anymore attention as her elegant self disappeared. "How did you find out?". The young lady sighed and replied " I am at outside the house and his car is here, the very bloody car our father gifted him with the personalized license plate I personally sought and brought for him, can you bloody believe he has the nerve". "What the f***, are you telling me that bastard is here at the party, I haven't f*CKING seen him, you wait until I see him", the young lady was seething with anger and she was using very exaggerated body language to express this over the phone completely forgetting her elegant façade.
On the other side her elder sister was no different, she could began to feel her blood boil, seeing red her she cut the phone call as her eyes landed on nearby rock, without thinking she grabbed it and threw it towards the target of her anguish.
The rock was small in size so the impact wasn't great, this seemed to further aggravate the young lady as she threw a punch and slap at the car followed by a flurry of similar actions and a couple of attempted high kicks. She was so distracted with what was doing she didn't notice a keen pair of eyes was looking at her nor hear as a certain someone left his car and approached her. She had grown weary of her actions now struggling to catch her breath she abruptly stopped her actions as an idea came to mind. She dove into her bag collecting a treasured tool and began to unscrew the license she had gifted that trash when she heard a loud voice call out to her from behind.