DIANA’S POV
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My eyes narrow with anger and jealousy as I watch Hutch take that crass hooker out to his car. How could he believe that she has more to offer than me?
It's a heartache, nothing but a heartache,
hits you when it's too late, hits you when you're down.
Now I wouldn’t forgive him if he got down on his knees and begged me….
Hmmm, that sounds kind of nice, I might make him do that first. Just to embarrass him. Perhaps in front of that nasty friend of his, Starsky. I wanted an evening alone with Hutch, and Starsky brought over that floozy and then let Hutch grope all over her. How could he let his best friend behave like that with his girl friend? Just goes to show you how all men are disgusting pigs when it comes to women. Though, she didn’t seem mind when Hutch flirted with her and touched her…I’m so confused, my head’s beginning to hurt.
*****
It’s a fool's game, nothing but a fool's game,
standing in the cold rain, feeling like a clown.
I don’t understand? Why doesn’t he love me? What did I do wrong? NO! STOP THAT! It wasn’t me- it was him. I gave him my everything, and he trashed it. So I trashed everything that’s important to him. I followed him over to Starsky’s apartment and watched them. They were talking about me, I know they were. They probably sit in that God-awful colored car and make jokes about me, laughing about me behind my back.
That was a warning- when I trashed his apartment, but did he pay attention? No, he continued to treat me like a terminal illness. Ignoring me, pretending to placate me with lies. But he’s gonna pay….Oh yes, now he’s gonna pay. And that whore too.
So I’m sitting here watching him now. I took a sick day from work. It’s not like I lied – I’m sick to my stomach that he’d find this whore better than me. I have so much more to offer.
<smack> I hit my fist hard against the steering wheel. You’d think after last night’s warning he would’ve listened. I guess it’s time for another message. A green haze fell over my mind and my vision.
*****
How could he ignore me like this? Doesn’t he understand how much I love him?
How perfect we’d be together?
He lied to me. He responded to my seduction and then took advantage of it – and me. I spit on him and all men like him. Pigs, they’re all pigs. Well now I’m gonna show these pigs that I’m tired of being treated like a carpet they can walk all over. Hutch’ll be my show of force.
Men can be so dumb sometimes and, he is a blonde. Well, I know how to get his attention so he’ll never forget me.
He’s mine! And if I can’t have him no one will! But first, that hooker has to pay……
It's a heartache, nothing but a heartache,
love him till your arms break, then he let's you down.*
*It’s Heartache by Bonnie Tyler
