Ora's Story - Unbridled Desire

Chapter 11:

“You slut! You dirty fucking slut! Could you stop from being a whore for 5 FREAKING MINUTES?!” Donyelle said quietly out loud to herself in anguish.

She couldn’t believe what had just happened. Donyelle was in complete shock, but couldn’t help having a sick feeling in her stomach of regret and torment. As she sat at the booth of Krispy Kreme Donuts with only her 11 donuts to keep her company, she couldn’t help but break down. Donyelle could feel her eyes turn into a waterfall of pain and suffering as she crossed her arms on the table and cried into them.

“You filthy whore! You just couldn’t help yourself could you? You just had to go and act like a fucking 15 year old! YOU ARE 27 FOR FUCKS SAKE!”

Donyelle didn’t realize that she had been screaming and soon noticed that everyone in the Krispy Kreme Donuts place was looking at her oddly. Donyelle knew that she was inadvertently causing a scene and tried to regain her composure. She grabbed for a napkin, blew her nose in it and tried to wipe the tears in her eyes, but she felt something familiar on her cheek. Donyelle stopped dead in her tracks with a look of horror on her face. She could feel the light layer of donut glaze from Benji’s fingers on the napkin she was using and with that she completely lost control of her emotions and began crying hysterically again. Donyelle hadn’t felt this horrible since the time she quit dancing.

Donyelle looked at the box of Krispy Kreme Donuts and felt absolutely horrid.

“Do it. Eat the god damn donuts. Like you aren’t fat enough as it is. I mean a whole nation couldn’t be wrong about how much of a fat ass you are. Go on. Eat the fucking donuts. Food is your only real companion anyway. Benji hates you. Tahir is using you cause he knows how easy you are. People are only nice to you cause they pity you. If you ate yourself to death right now no one would care. You are a miserable, worthless sack of crap that no one could EVER love.” Donyelle thought to herself wondering why she was such a waste of air.

Slowly, Donyelle began banging her head on the table of the booth she was sitting at, harder and harder, louder and louder with each crash. Soon, Donyelle could feel the presence of someone near her. She begrudgingly looked up and managed to make out the name “Christine” on an employee’s nametag through the tears in her horribly swollen eyes.

“Just great. Someone has come to interrupt my wallowing in self pity.” Donyelle thought to herself just as Christine began to speak.

“Hey… umm this is kinda awkward but are you Donyelle from that show So You Think You Can Dance?” Christina said trying not to highlight the fact that Donyelle was bawling and her makeup was running everywhere.

Donyelle looked up and tried to wipe her eyes dry and respond to Christine without squeaking out a reply.

“Yeah… I’m Donyelle.” Donyelle finally managed to get out.

“And the guy you were with was Benji right?” Christine asked knowing full well that it was in fact Benji who was with her.

Donyelle hesitated.

“Yeah… that was… Benji.”

After a few moments of awkward silence Christine spoke up.

“Umm… I realize this prolly isn’t the best time right now… since you are crying in all… but would you mind signing my work hat?” Christine said shyly as she reached for her hat.

Donyelle was visibly unhappy about this but she agreed nevertheless. Slowly, she signed Christine’s hat and a few tears accidentally fell on it when she was signing the hat.

“Thanks Donyelle! Umm… I realize you prolly wanna be alone right now but do you want someone to talk to about… why your crying… in a Krispy Kreme Donuts place…”

Usually, Donyelle would keep things to herself but for some reason there was something different about Christine. She assumed that Christine caught her in a moment of weakness because Donyelle was compelled to tell her everything. And she did.

“…and the song Kiss the freaking Girl came on in this place and I leaned in and bit the god damn donut and eventually we started making out then Benji pushed me away and pretty much told me everything I knew but didn’t want to admit to myself. Now Benji obviously hates me, my boyfriend treats me like dirt and I’m sitting here alone at a Krispy Kreme Donuts place telling all of this to a complete stranger.” Donyelle finished up. She had managed to tell Christine everything starting back when her and Benji met til the moment she was in now.

“Wow… well… that’s a lot to take in… but if you want my opinion I don’t think Benji hates you… that’s his SUV still in the parking lot right?” Christine said pointing out the window.

Donyelle looked and low and behold Benji was waiting for her in his SUV.

“Besides, I watched the show hun… he’s always been crazy about you. It’s been PRETTY obvious… I mean there are freaking BENJELLE SHIPPERS for Pete’s sake! Either way, I think he only said those things… which we all heard by the way… because he loves you and wants things to be right between you two… not because he was rejecting you or thinks you are a slut who deserves to die.” Christine said trying to reassure Donyelle. Christine took her hand and slid it onto Donyelle’s trying to grasp it in a comforting and supportive way.

“But what I did was wrong. I have a boyfriend Christine!” Donyelle replied in a troubled and distraught tone of voice.

“Hun… you were just following your heart. Yeah “technically” it is wrong, but isn’t it more wrong leading on Tahir AND Benji? At least Benji now knows you have more than platonic feelings for him and that’s a start. Don’t worry! Everything will be ok! I promise” Christine said smiling at Donyelle.

Donyelle couldn’t help but feel infinitely better.

“Wow… thanks Christine! You really helped.” Donyelle replied managing to get out a small smile.

“Yeah… I’m working here to pay off some of my student loans and. Right now I’m a med student at UCLA and I was just practicing my bedside manner. It seemed to work.” Christine said smiling as she let out a little chuckle. “Now come on, lets fix your makeup and send you on your way… you’ve been here for like a half an hour and my manager is giving me evil glares so I think its time we end this little bonding session and send you packing.”

Donyelle laughed. She realized she probably looked like a train wreck right now as Christine helped her up, led her to the bathroom and Donyelle fixed her makeup. Finally she came out of the bathroom and after giving Christine a farewell hug, she walked hesitantly to Benji’s SUV.

Donyelle slowly opened the door of Benji’s SUV and saw Benji sitting in the driver’s seat morosely looking down at the steering wheel. He didn’t acknowledge her existence as she sat down and buckled her seatbelt. Soon, Benji started the engine of his SUV and backed out of the parking lot of KKD. The car was completely silent, but it wasn’t a welcome silence.

“This is going to be a long night…” Donyelle thought to herself as she sighed and looked out the window of Benji’s SUV.



~ Moose ~