Kenneth looked from one woman to another. He was holding the lilac teapot firmly as if the object was a shield that was protecting him from women’s awaiting glances. He opened his mouth, but no words came out. He did this several times, but he could not put his thoughts into the right sentences. He didn’t want to hurt any of them but he was aware that whatever he would say, would be devastating in consequences.
He has known Kaya since they were kids. Now, when she was standing by the door, with clenched fists, she looked different than usual. An always nice, delicate face turned into a pale stone. Her determination was quite unlike her. She did not want a fight with Joanna, it was the last thing she dreamed of, but her emotions took over her. Adrenalin and a note of competition only added fuel to the fire. Kaya wasn’t about to give up on Kenneth so quickly.
Kenneth turned to her, his eyes full of pain. She was his first girlfriend and at that time, he also thought she was his last one. They were perfect together… too perfect. Kaya, his love, his friend, did something unforgivable. Which made the passion between them boil. With sharp scissors, Kaya cut the thread they were weaving for so long. If she hadn’t made that mistake they would have still been together. Everyone in this room knew about it. It only increased a perceptible tension between them. The man looked at Joanne. Gushing rage from her, invisible at first glance under her always composed face was manifested in barely shaking hands that reproachfully pointed at Kaya. Joanne was a magnificent person, she would have never hurt him.
The man felt his heart begin to burst, releasing pumped blood. He turned pale. He seemed thin, motionless. He aged in a split second, no longer reminiscent of the vigorous Kenneth, who just yesterday was happy about his upcoming wedding. Now, he was silent, trying to fight the body motivated with temptation, which eagerly was guiding him towards picking his former love. His mind was the only salvation he should be guided by, but the old emotions that filled him with double force drowned out a reasonable voice in his head. He did not know how long they were standing there in complete silence that was so noticeable, that it almost turned into a living person, standing between them, laughing in their faces.
Eventually, the tension reached its apogee. He has been silent for too long.
“You are not going to say anything?” Joanne whispered in a pitiful voice. She was fed up with screaming, she had enough of this whole situation. She had enough of Kaya, Kenneth, and that f*cking lilac teapot. It was a reason for the destruction of everything that used to be between her and her fiance. She snatched it from Kenneth, depriving him of a sense of protection. She looked again at the object she was holding. It looked innocent, daisies painted on it added a homely finish. It was a really beautiful ceramic product. A wonderful souvenir, which instead of milk was filled with love. Joanne hesitated for a moment, catching a short sip of air that whistled between her teeth. “You know what? F*ck it.” She said dispassionately, dropping the teapot. It was not spectacular destruction, a movie-like one. The teapot fell helplessly to the ground, turning into a million small pieces that unceremoniously fell under Kenneth’s feet.
The man gathered his eyes from the floor and looked at Joanne. “Honey-,” she raised an open hand, forbidding him to continue. “It was your choice, Kenneth.” She said through her teeth, holding back the tears. She couldn’t cry and destroy her dignity. Not when she was looking at them.
Joanne spun around and walked slowly to the door. She took nothing with her, she did not look at Kaya with a hateful look. She walked trailingly, and only silence accompanied her. Neither Kenneth nor Kaya intended to stop her. She turned the key in the lock, and it all seemed to be in slow motion. The world stopped suddenly, awaiting her exit. She didn’t turn to smile at him one last time. With unimaginable grace, she crossed the threshold and walked ahead, slowly dissolving in the morning fog.
sorry for any mistakes and sorry if it’s bad…
anyways, I apologize for my terrible writing, I thought I could use this thread to practice 
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