Psychology: unhappy love

My heart was free. Among the staff so far, no one particularly attracted. But somehow I met a guy who immediately fell in love.
It is difficult to understand the tone of the heart, but when I met Roman, it gave such a clear ringing signal that I admire with delight: here, then, what kind of love is this!

I have been working for more than a month in a solid company. This was the first work in life, so I put everything to the best of my ability, looking with perplexity at the employees starting a work day with a manicure or a tea party. I did not know yet any office features, no gossip, no established novels. My heart was free, I carefully studied the male employees, hoping to stop at one of them. It is desirable - on the only one. It is desirable - for the rest of his life. She shot her eyes, assessed the dignity, but no one particularly attracted. Somehow I walked along the corridor and saw Him. He worked in the other wing of our vast office, and it was possible to meet only in this very corridor or in a cafe where employees drank coffee. I still did not know what I expected from my suddenly flushed feelings, I did not think I could get acquainted with this handsome guy, I just decided to swim with the flow of my emotions, without making any attempts to please him or get close. And then one day ...

I climbed the stairs , and Roman quickly overtook me. Suddenly stumbling, almost fell straight at me. But he managed to stay on his feet.
"I'm sorry, by accident," he said, smiling, not embarrassed at all.
"And I thought that I would have to catch you," she answered rather ironically.
- Nothing like this! Answered Roman.
- Providence keeps me always and everywhere! In the most incredible situations!
"It's a pity," I joked.
- It is a pity that did not fall? - he was surprised.
"It's a pity that they did not fall into my hands," I snickered. - I can imagine this picture! Such a big man in the arms of such a fragile young lady. How much do you weigh? I never raised more than ten kilograms.
"Oh, then I'll have to lose a lot of weight," he laughed and, waving his hand at me, continued on his way.
"A pretty acquaintance," she was vexed. "Well, when will I learn to languish in the face, instead of talking nasty things!" So for a long time I will sigh for this guy. And I already like it. I want to be next to him, to run to him on dates, to kiss in the front, to wait, to suffer! Well, why can not I be a coquette, lure guys on the net, like others do ?! Fool! Bad luck! So I need it! "
But just a couple of days, fate gave me another chance. I went to the bank to pick up important documents, and the chief said that one of the economists would go with me in the official car.
This someone was Roman. He saw me and raised an eyebrow in surprise:
"Are you going to the bank too?"
- And not just that! I answered cheerfully.
"I have to pick up a pile of papers from there." I can already imagine how you drag them to the office, and I walk along side by side.

That's great, is not it? Of course, you can refuse. And I, naturally, can drag them myself. But it's so boring! Romana was not frightened by the prospect of becoming a porter, and I perched in the car next to the driver. All the way we talked about pleasant trifles and, when the car braked, we were already on "you" and were calling each other by name. In my heart I was triumphant. Happened! Dreamed to meet - and met! And it was with the one whom she dreamed of!
"Vika, I suggest that after the bank we immediately turn into a cafe and have coffee and cakes," suggested a new acquaintance.
"Of course you can," I agreed. "But I'll drink coffee alone, and you'll be sitting in the car and guarding the documents." Or vice versa. I can not leave important papers unattended.
"Uh, no!" I'm against! Then let's drink coffee after work. It is even better. We will not hurry anywhere, we can chat, dance, "he replied. The whole evening we sat in a classy cafe. They drank coffee with cognac, danced. Home alone returned in the evening, although Roman offered to accompany me.
- No! She answered ironically. "It's time for babies to sleep, and not to see off the grown-up girls." And the house is next to each other. He chuckled and looked at me in some strange way, albeit with interest.

In the morning, the employees surrounded me with a tight ring and covered with questions. Someone saw that we went to the bank together with Roman, someone noticed that they stayed there and that they too came back together, it occurred to someone to spend the evening in the same cafe where we were ...
- Well, twist, confess! Already surrounded the main groom of our office? - they urged, and the secretary Galina heaved a sigh, skeptically remarked:
- The main thing is that the jealous Margo does not scratch our precious Vіkulka with her beautiful eyes.
So I learned that Roman has long been dating the generally recognized beauty of Margarita's office, which everyone called Queen Margot. The girl, and the truth, was beautiful. But only for the whole time that I worked here, so I never saw Roman and Margo together. After all, a woman is not a handkerchief, she can not be put in her pocket ... And even more so, if this woman is a beloved one. Nonsense our employees say, I will not listen to them.
"Eh, Galka," I said to the secretary. "You have completely outdated information!" Everything changes quickly, my dear!
"I doubt it," complained Galka incredulously, but everything did not argue, but she did not. I did not want to believe the secretary, but my heart sank, and I decided, at a convenient opportunity, to show up in the sales department, where our beloved diva was working. Dreamed to consider Madame closer.
I wanted to understand what Margot so captivates men. Maybe, if you look closely, she does not have any special secrets? And again fate helped, as if saying: "Do you want? You and the cards in hand! "When I went into the sales department, she stood near a huge cupboard and chose the folder she needed. Honestly, in the first minute, even my spirit was intercepted. Where to me to her! But I would not be a woman if I did not try to understand what makes her so irresistible. "Lord! - I thought, going back to my work place. - Yes, this beauty just created itself. The figure, of course, is excellent, the face is cute, but I'm not worse. But the classy make-up, stylish clothes, the manners of the woman-vamp ... A look from under the eyelashes, a smile that speaks of unquestionable superiority, a raised chin ... That's why the peasants do not take their eyes off! Well done, Margot!

I will certainly take an example from you! Enough already for me to run around in shabby jeans and trampled old sneakers! "In a word, I calmed down a bit. In addition, Roman did not pay any attention to Margot, but our relations developed rapidly. One meeting in the cafe, the second, the third - and a month later I could confidently call myself his girlfriend. The girls opened their mouths with amazement when suddenly on the threshold of our office there was a Roman with a rose in his hand. He calmly walked around a series of tables, put the rose on mine, kissed me on the cheek and said: "Vika, in the evening, as usual." This "as usual" drove my employees crazy. They could not even hide envy. And at that moment I needed to find strength not to rush to Roman's neck, not to burst into tears from overflowing emotions, but only to coquettishly nod his head: "Of course, as usual, my dear." Oh, and this nod of the head was hard for me! My relationship with Roman was news number one. Office ladies took a position of silent observation, and only Galca was still with her old opinion.
- Revolution! Well, what a fool you are! She insisted. - Romka from Margot will never leave! They quarreled, and he teases her with stupid courtship for you! Do you think this handsome man fell in love with you?

Open your eyes, you fool! But I saw only Roma, and tried to find an excuse for any of his actions. Yes, I did not like very much that he advertised his feelings. But when I saw the envious glances of the girls, including Galki, I thought: "It's even cool! If Romchik really wanted to flirt with me to arouse Margo's jealousy, he would never so openly admit to me in love. And girls - they are just jealous of our happiness, this is clear! "However, the main trouble was that Roman had never admitted to love. He argued about it a lot and passionately, but I did not hear the very word "I love" from him for the time being.
"Vika, you are an incredible girl," he said. "You would have a bit of madness."
"I guess I should just jump straight from the skyscraper to the sidewalk to prove to you the opposite," I sneered. - God forbid! - He gently hugged me. "What nonsense!" I need you! But, in my opinion, Roman liked that for his sake I am ready absolutely for anything. Even to jump from the roof.
This went on for more than a month, but one day Galka flew into our office and reported, attentively watching what reaction her words would make to me:
- Girls! I just had Margo. She said: "If, the day after tomorrow, Roma takes this mall with him to the party, he will not see me again!" Can you imagine? What did I say to you? By the way, and which party will be the day after tomorrow? Oh, it's Sanin's birthday! Vitka, did you invite Roma? Why are you silent, after all ?!

I did not understand what to answer, absent-mindedly moved the papers. Then she nodded, so that the secretary got away. Coming? I thought so myself yesterday. We were sitting on the balcony in Roma's apartment, he kissed my knees and said something about the abnormality of such noisy gatherings, about the fact that he wants to be with me most of all together, but this is his friend, so everyone has to go .
"Will you make me a company, Vika?" - he fooled around, looking into his eyes like a faithful dog. "I'll be lost without you." Come on, my girl, agree! I nodded my head, fooling around.
- Romka! When you feel unbearable, pull me by the hem, hide you in your pocket and carry it out unnoticed. But the next day he did not show up in my office. Apparently, the gossip has already reached him. We did not arrange a meeting "as usual", and after work I was stuck near the office, pretending to try to close my purse. The novel appeared in the door about half an hour after the end of the day. He looked crushed. I sat in my car and jerked. But he still phoned me from home, began to apologize:
- Vika! I'm sorry, but I can not go to Sana's for my birthday. For a few days I must leave the city on business. Do not be bored! Wait at home! I'll call.
"All right," I answered. "I promise to swear that I will not miss you."
Two hours before the start of the party, I was sitting in front of the TV, but I did not see the screen. Tears filled my eyes. After all, I understood: Romka just threw me, ran like crazy at the call of his Margot ... And suddenly a thought came to my mind. She jumped up and began to feverishly gather. Yes, I prepared for this party in advance. I spent all my salary on a stylish dress and fashion shoes. I wanted to brightly shine next to my boyfriend, so that all these gossips and gossips admit that I'm no worse than Margo. "So you say, Romochka, there's not much insanity in me ?! So we'll check it out! "

I was going to a party , although secretly cherished the last straw of hope that there would not be a beloved, that he really left. What he wants is me ... But at the door Sanina's apartment collided with Roman, and when they opened one could think one thing: we came together. Galka looked out from behind her shoulder and even whistled.
"Come in," the host said languidly. "All gathered for a long time, only you were waiting." I boldly stepped into the apartment, and Roman suddenly turned abruptly and walked away.
"Where is he going?" Sanya asked, puzzled. - What happened? Roma! Novel!
"I forgot something," I said. - I think it will not come back soon, if at all. He just decided to accompany me so that he would not be bored. And he has business. At the apartment guests wandered with glasses in their hands, stumbled into groups, discussed something animatedly. Galka jumped and pulled me into a secluded corner.
- Revolution, maybe you're a masochist? Why did you come? You want to hurt yourself? Do you want to see for yourself how Romka and Margot will reconcile, will they squeeze each other in their arms?
"How do you know?" - I was indignant. "I do not believe you, Galka!" You are envious of this nonsense! Unhook, please! Galina sighed and said quietly:
- I was once in your place when Romka and Margot fell out. They are abnormal. They do not part for a minute, they quarrel forever. But they always make up. I, too, believed then that he fell in love with me ... He gave flowers, stood on his knees. Here, little fool, and melted. But Roman pushed me aside, just the one who beckoned him with his finger. You should not have come here, Victoria, oh, and in vain!
- And not in vain at all! Let's have fun! Birthday, after all! - I answered bravely, because there was nothing more to say. - Come what may!
We drained Galka with a glass of champagne. Then again and again, until the guests began to double in the eyes. And then there were two Margo in front of me. Contemptuously poked two fingers into my new dress and cheekily asked:
"Probably second-hand?"
- I'm with you, girl, in some places I do not buy! - I burst out laughing.
And then both Margot for some reason nestled next to me. I did not understand well. Suddenly I saw Roman walking straight towards me with red roses in his hands. He held out the flowers to Margarita and said:
- Vika can confirm: I came here alone. I love only you, Rita. She threw flowers away, turned abruptly and walked away. Romka caught up with her, grabbed him in the arms, pressed her to him, not letting go. And stood. All around suddenly suddenly began to applaud loudly.

Galka sighed, pushed me with a sharp elbow in the side and asked:
- Well, my friend, are you satisfied? You can not bring him back! Come from here!
I fell off, and tears flowed onto my new dress. The owner approached:
- Vika, I can call a taxi ...
- I'll manage! - I cut off and left. Hops in the air quickly disappeared.
Galka and I walked slowly through the dark city, and she said:
"And all the girls know about Romka and Margot, but they still stick to this bait." As soon as they quarrel, Romka begins to take care of someone, so that Margo is jealous. And no one refused him. And I once believed him ...
"Are they perverts?" Already do not care about each other? For the freshness of sensations, arouse feelings with jealousy?
- Right! - Galka screamed, in the eyes of which Romka and Margot from unattainable handsome men and owners of life instantly turned into inferior freaks who are not capable of loving without doping.
I was sure: tomorrow this version will be discussed by the whole office, and many of the abandoned Roman she will calm down completely. She closed herself in the bathroom and burst into tears. And having calmed down, I decided: no one else will ever make me suffer!