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TheFlameForever — A Different Type of Artist (Chapter 2)
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    Never before had the idea of a buffet appealed to me, even with the idea of eating and weight gain appealing to me. The idea of being trapped in a room full of generic foods with people picking over the undesirable foods. It gave me a feeling of disgust. This was a different type of buffet, it was not the average chain buffet. A true value radiated from this buffet. The building had an aura of riches emitting form it's mere presence. It had a true vaulted ceiling, and tables that surrounded a center indent. Stairs walked down to this center indent. Inside this indent was an array of food served on top of heaters. Every type of food imaginable was lining these heaters. Even the structures indicted some sort of wealth. Greenery and lighting draped down from pillars surrounding the center indent. Employees walked from table to table checking on their customers. They wore form fitting clothes that made them seem as though they were statues of gods walking amongst the customers. It was something out of the "Great Gatsby" or something from a painting of old. A truly marvelous sight for anyone who is wary of where their new girlfriend is leading them. Heather looked to have an idea of what to do. She had to have visited the place a few times to get an idea of what the procedure of seating and such was. I gazed at the tables and there was an array of people which seemed to come from wealthy backgrounds. At least to me they were wealthy. Living in a small apartment and having to live paycheck to paycheck had taught me my place. Yet, Heather seemed unbothered by this crowd. Almost as if this was a part of her usual crowd. A sudden idea sprouted inside my head.

    "Hey Heather, this place seems a bit outside of my price range. I really don't think eating here would be smart until my paycheck, unless you wanna eat here", Heather gave me the strangest look when I said this. As if it did not register that this place was a palace to a person such as myself. This was a dead giveaway at her social status. She giggled at the fact of me saying this with her adorable full grin.

    "Todd did you not listen to me at all? I said I'm taking you out to dinner for your first big night, and you said it would be my choice. Your not paying a dime. Plus if you ever wanna take me out on your first big paycheck, this is the place", She turned back forward and approached the counter. Heather spoke to the woman behind the counter as if they were old friends. A certain joy was radiating from Heather and it seemed contagious to say the least. Heather pulled out her phone and held it to the card reader. A certain ding radiated from the card reader, and we were both given wrist bands. They had a strange lettering on it reading "A.Y.C.E". I guess it was the status that was granted to us at the buffet. No time for worries as the woman behind the counter announced for us to follow her. We then were guided to our seats.

    "I can at least pay you back. It is the least I can-" Heather silenced me with a movement of her hands holding mine across the table. A certain look in her eyes told me that I did not have to worry about paying her back. Living in the moment is all I could do to make her happy. The waiter came over to us and took our order for drinks. I ordered water with Heather ordering a Long Island Ice Tea. Guess me ordering water made me the responsible one. Yet, the waiter did not leave.

    "Do you want sparkling water or a club water?" This question was a sudden one and something I did not expect to hear from someone when I ordered water. I had to think quick.

    "Well, I would probably say the one that is clear. Yet, sparkling water will do" All I could think about was how much I looked as though I was a fool. I wasn't even dressed up or anything, and I was clearly outclassed. A laugh erupted from Heather, and not a quiet one. A hearty laugh erupted from her after the waiter walked away. She probably knew what was going on in my head or maybe she could read it on my face. What could I do?

    "Damn Todd," Heather sputtered in between her laughter," you sure do know how to show your out of your element. Are you like this when your at work, if so I can see why they like you there. Your simple yet you hold a slight bit of complexity". I grinned at this statement. Heather was someone who I was just going to use for the sake of use, yet I was falling for her. Truly something unexpected, yet I enjoyed it all the same. "Anyhow, let us get some food while our drinks come out. We are part of the 'All You Can Eat' club with these wrist bands. We need to actually use them before they expire in a few hours".

    "Yeah, plus I'm actually hungry from work. Who knew running sound would cause me to get a little hungry". I said getting up and following Heather. The way she treated me as though I'm a real person was something I was yet to feel in a while. The same was at work. Forever I had degraded myself into the role of being plain and having to create this secondary illusion of want. She was guiding me and I felt actual joy. Something that had disappeared from my life for such a long time. 

    For such a long time, browsing internet forums and finding the dankest stuff was my idea of fun. I had given up my dreams on music, and even dropped out of college. I became a shut-in out of sheer degrading of the self. Getting high and browsing the internet was my escape from my terrible lifestyle and habits. Most of money was going to concerts just to feel the presence of others. Sleep evaded me and eating was difficult. Then, I met Heather that night two weeks ago. Everything went up for me, and I started peeling back from this creeper status into someone who I could look into the mirror at. Even my job was something I wanted to go to even if it was not all fun and games. Why did I think forcing something onto someone would be a way of life. I needed to say something to get this off my chest. This build up was something that needed to stop.

    "Heather, can I say something I-" I stopped dead in my tracks. I had not done anything, so what did I have to worry about. Plus, gaining a little weight never hurt anyone. Heather looked to enjoy eating as well. Yet, I needed to say something because Heather was staring at me with that concerned face,"- just really do love you. Even if it might seem like that, you've changed my life and I hope I can do the same for you".

    "Gosh, your such a dork sometimes Todd! Come on and we can talk about our feelings later. Now it is time to eat because I'm starving and I'm sure your pretty famished." Heather started laughing again. At least she seemed to enjoy my company. Somebody was enjoying my company and that meant a lot to me. She grabbed a plate and handed another plate to me. We separated to browse this wide selection of food being presented. Heather probably knew where to go, yet I was lost. Walking down the isles, I got a view of the people who ate at this location. They were either morbidly obese people wearing about a few hundred dollars worth of clothes on them, or fairly average people who had a vibe of being on a binge. These were the two extremes, yet it seemed to hold mostly true for mostly everyone. Everyone in between was a variation of this. I was an outlier, yet everything was so exotic. I suddenly ran into a most gluttonous stranger. He was eating straight from the hot plate on the buffet table. I guess even money couldn't stop people from being this trashy. A few employees soon appeared and dragged him away from the plate.

    Walking over to it, I realized it was the Mac and Cheese. Literally one of my favorite foods had been ruined by that pig. Oh well, just had to find something else then see if Heather had made it back to the table. The idea of these people being such slobs they eat right from the pan was a really disgust to me. Sure, I found it attractive for some people to just eat, but for people to be an actual slob is beyond disgust for me. If Heather actually became something like that, I couldn't even picture that. To be a such a pig that you would live in your own muck is beyond a level of disgust for me. People posting something such as that on the forums would always be a buzzkill for me.

    I went back to browsing the buffet and found a few food items that seemed appealing. They had a sushi bar that seemed to be pretty fresh. Then a salad bar with some pizza next to it was my next stop. Finding my way back to the table was the hard part. It seemed as though this place was a trap for people to eat. Good thing that I was not too hungry because it was very tempting to try one of everything. I made my way out of the center and climbed the stairs to find Heather all the way on the other side of the restaurant. I walked back down and around to find Heather already through three plates working on another plate. She looked up with a grin.

    "Got lost, huh?" Heather said smirking," It is pretty overwhelming for most, yet once you learn how it is organized, it is pretty easy to navigate. That and the signs hanging above the buffet sections". Heather started to laugh which turned into her snorting. I grinned due to just her reaction. Then I looked at the drink glasses on the table. I picked about my food and finally finished. Gazing up at Heather I noticed the surroundings. She sat next to two empty glasses and working down another Long Island Ice Tea. I sat down and finally prepared to eat what I had picked out. "That all pipsqueak? Todd your such a picky eater. You'll never be as big as me at this rate"

    "Nah, Heather your not big. If you think your big, you could be bigger-" I stopped going on as I realized what I was doing. Everything was about to spill across the table. Heather looked in curiosity and made a gesture for me to continue."-I mean, your not even fat. You could be though if you ate like that. Not as though I'm complaining. You be you, and I'll be me. That is what our relationship is made of".

    "Todd you want me to get fat?" Heather started to laugh at my face. It wasn't confused or anything more like her hearing a cruel joke. "Yeah okay, that is what most men say until they realize that I do. They think all this food turns me into some type of fertility queen. People don't know what they want. Especially when they get it and just not want it anymore".

    "I know what I want Heather. I want you to enjoy yourself and not care about what others want". I stared her in the eyes to get the point across. I was gonna show all my cards instead of folding. Maybe opening up would help with the situation. I'm not forcing myself on her instead it is of her own will. Shutting myself out would not help me get anywhere in a situation such as this. Sticking to my guns would be the only way to progress.

    "Alright lover boy, if you love all this blubber, we will see. I'll do as you say until you don't seem to enjoy it anymore" Heather retorted with a smug look. Might have been her on the third Long Island Ice Tea, yet she seemed to be serious about this. Heather stumbled up from her seat, and got her plates. "I'm gonna enjoy myself, and we will see how you do".

    Time seemed to speed up as I watched Heather come back with plates of food and devour everything. Everything surrounding seemed to disappear around us. She entrapped me with her neat yet fast style of eating. This was a new level of enjoyment from watching others eat. The way she would corner the food on the plate and proceed to scoop it onto the fork with her spoon. It was an art form of sorts and seemed to be perfected through practice. She seemed to underestimate me and realize this wasn't just a surface level of love. I was truly in love with someone. Not a type of lust I wanted to project, but it is a true form of love. 

    Heather soon abruptly stop her eating and finally realized what had happened so far. The waiters were finally taking away plates, and everyone seemed to be leaving the restaurant. She had eaten for about two hours straight and the only reason she stopped is because the restaurant was closing. She gazed at me with this sickly look on her face.

    "You do realize your gonna have to-" a barrage of hiccups erupted from her mouth interrupting her statement,"- drive right?' Heather finally spit out with a sickly look. I nodded standing up and walking over to Heather. Her midsection was swollen with the amount of food she had devoured and it looked very motherly. Not like I had time to stare, we needed to leave before getting kicked out. I escorted her out to her car and helped her into the passenger seat.

    "Alright Heather, I'm gonna figure your too drunk to drive safely so we are gonna drive somewhere instead. I really don't wanna take you home like this nor do I just want to leave you here. So figure out a place" I calmly explained to her as she looked with a deadpan face. I hope what I was saying was going to register with her instead of just being ignored. A smirk crept across her face as I closed the car door. Walking around to the driver side, I hoped at least she would give me an idea.

    "Todd take me to the dam across town. It is very pleasant" Heather announced as I opened the driver side door. I grinned at the fact I did not have to come with any ideas on my own. This would at least lead to something being done instead of us just sitting in a parking lot. That would have been my alternative solution and just mimicked the idea of driving. Just enough to amuse the both of us and not make me lose track of where we were in the city. We had a bit of a drive to the dam so I got the car seat set up. I hit the push start and we started on our way to the dam to wait of Heather's food and alcohol coma.

    The dam was nothing special with Heather just mumbling about wanting to see the stars someday and me just giving her attention. It was starting to become close to morning and I was feeling exhaustion catching up to me. Remembering work in the morning, I checked to see if Heather was able to handle herself. 

    "Hey are y-" I stopped as Heather put her lips onto mine. It was a quick kiss, but to me it meant so much more. She was showing me the love I've wanted for so long. It was a truly something enlightening.

    "Sorry, just thought this would be easier than talking. Anyhow I'm as close to driving as I will ever be. You got work, so let us not stay out too late" Heather said with a reddened face. Clearly this hadn't just come out of no where, but for me it was very sudden. I got into the car with and from that moment on I didn't want to leave Heather's side. This was no longer an one sided relationship. This was a blossoming relationship. 

    Time flew by and I soon found myself driving home in my car. I looked at the time realizing I would only have a few hours to sleep before work. Even with the little sleep I would get and the day of work ahead, I still wanted to spend more time with Heather. All I wanted was to spend time with her no matter how she looked. She was a true person to me.

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firewarrior121 [2019-12-07 03:30:00 +0000 UTC]

So uh. I was really enjoying this. You planning on finishing it?

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