While all of this had happened, Greta had reentered the bar. Erwin was by her side. As usual. They had snuck out back for a quickie and now she couldn’t get rid of the damned flea. Greta was furious. She was even more furious when she couldn’t find Genevieve in the building.
Finally, she got a text from the girl. She had gone home with someone. Greta thought she had an idea of who that someone was. Envy took over. Greta had to admit she was surprised. She didn’t think Genevieve was the type who was particularly skilled at getting someone to take her home for the night. Oh well! There was work to be done and Greta didn’t need Genevieve to do it. She’d deal with that woman and her man-stealing ways later.
From the moment Greta had seen Sam she is determined to have him. Seeing Genevieve on the floor with Sam only strengthen her resolve. Now… Neither Sam nor her friend was in the bar. That skank went home with him… Greta thought to herself. She now had the challenge of figuring out how to get in touch with Sam again based on the limited information she had about him.
This would be no big problem. Greta was the type of woman that people underestimated. Hell, she still had a complex from being naturally blonde. (She hated when people thought she was stupid.) Getting a guys number had never been hard for Greta no matter how little information she had. She would look through Facebook, she would call their jobs, she would stop at nothing to get in touch with the man she wanted. No fewer than seven men referred to Greta as the “craziest girl they’d ever dated”. She was that girl.
Yet again, someone had underestimated her. Did Genevieve really think that she could have a fabulous night with the man that Greta wanted? Absolutely not… Sure, Genevieve was her friend but that did not mean she was above reproach.
Greta wracked her brain trying to figure out how she would get in touch with Sam. She thought for a minute about the first time she’d noticed him. He was dancing with some woman he close to. But he obviously wasn’t with this woman or they would’ve left together instead of Genevieve. Greta had just seen her.
“Erwin!” Greta snapped. Erwin bounded up to her side like an eager puppy. He was so pathetic.
“Top of my margarita please dear… I’ll be coming home with you in a second,” Greta commanded him. Erwin was a perfect little lapdog. Just the promise of sex was enough to get him to do whatever the hell she wanted. Erwin knew they were just friends anyways. He was more than happy to be pushed around a little by Greta if it meant getting some steamy action later. Their relationship was bizarre.
When Erwin bounded off to fulfill her demands, Greta scanned the bar and finally caught sight of the woman she had seen dancing with Sam. She was a gorgeous, tanned girl with a heavy Puerto Rican accent named.
“Hi sweetie…My name is Greta. I saw you dancing with that guy earlier…” Greta asked.
The Puerto Rican woman replied, “Ah! Yes… I’m Lucia... You mean Sam?”
“Tall… great body… moved well on the dance floor… green eyes?” Greta confirmed. The last thing she wanted was this woman sending her on a wild goose chase after some dud.
Lucia nodded.
Greta continued, “That’s the one… Well, a friend is really into him and she dared me to come over here and get his number from you… You guys aren’t a thing right?”
“No no! I’m married!” Lucia laughed. She stuck out her left hand to show Greta the tiny rock on her ring finger. Lucia then pulled out her cell phone and showed Greta the number. Greta took her phone out and tapped down the digits as quickly as possible. Once she had his number saved she kissed her “new friend” Lucia on the cheek and bounded off to find Erwin again.
Erwin was back… With the wrong drink.
“Erwin! I asked for a margarita!” Greta growled.
“Um… Sorry…” Erwin said pathetically.
Greta rolled her eyes and downed the margarita like it was Mardi Gras in New Orleans.
“Let’s get out of here Erwin. I have business to take care of,” Greta said. Erwin linked arms with her and drove her to his apartment. Despite what Erwin thought, there was no chance of him hooking up with Greta that night. She was a woman on a mission and she needed no distractions.
At Erwin’s apartment, Greta started plotting how she was going to take Genevieve out of the picture so she could have a chance with Sam. Based on what she saw, Greta was absolutely convinced that Genevieve had gone home with Sam in a romantic fashion. She had none of the facts, but due to her assumptions, she believed that Genevieve had stolen “her” man. She saw that as a big breach in their friendship.
Greta's worldview was tainted by delusions.
Why did she over interpret something that was none of her business to be something so serious? Greta’s problem would become clearer and clearer over time to everyone she was involved with. Unfortunately, Genevieve was caught in the crossfire before she knew that there was something seriously wrong with Greta Hansson. Greta didn’t operate in the world of facts and rational behavior. She had a dark past of her own which had led her to become a terrifying sort of woman.
Some diagnoses would label Greta a sociopath. But she got away with all her antics because people would explain them away. As always, people hear what they want to hear. They can't see someone for who they really are even when that person shows them explicitly. Greta had been a sociopath for most of her life. But who believes that an adorable, fair skinned blonde girl could carry such darkness?
What happens when you encounter a sociopath is something that most people find difficult to believe. It’s stranger than fiction. But, when you do encounter someone who doesn’t give a damn about the people around them and only uses people, you never forget that experience. Genevieve had another thing coming and she would certainly never forget it.
That particular night, Genevieve slept peacefully. When she was alone in her house, she replayed the events of the night over and over in her head. She thought of Sam approaching her and about her first impression of him. Who was he? Was he a man who could be trusted? Was he too rough around the edges? Was all of this some elaborate game for him to play her. Genevieve had been played too many times and Sam seems like just the type of guy was well used streaming women along and wrapping them around his finger. But everything had felt so perfect from the moment he had stopped that creep from feeling her up. There was something about that moment that was starting to cause Genevieve to question herself. Perhaps she would take a leap of faith with this man. Something about him felt different from other men. He caused Genevieve to question her suppositions.
Genevieve wondered if there was hope for her. She was starting to feel like her dating life was completely hopeless. She couldn't find a guy who shared her values… She couldn’t find a guy who was in it for real… Most men just wanted to come over for “Netflix and chill”. They couldn’t conceive of a real date. They couldn’t conceive of actually taking care of a woman and showing her a good time. Genevieve had wondered if there were any traditional guys out there left. And now, it seemed as if Sam had potential to be one of those guys.
Genevieve decided she would give him a chance and call him the next day.
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