Panic at the Swing Dance

Story Submitted by Denise:

Bill and I met at a college swing dance and we were an even pairing in terms of dancing skill set.  We both had a great time, and he asked me out to a dance at a local hall the following week.

The week went by, and the night of the dance came.  We pulled out all the stops.  He was a great partner, and I was amazed at how quickly I was falling for him.  The dimly-lit room was full of other couples and he introduced me to several of his friends who were regular dancers.

We took a short break and were sitting when he looked around the room and stared at a dancing couple across the dance floor: a short, brown-haired girl and a bearded guy.  I asked, "Friends of yours?"

Bill stood, thundered across the dance floor, ripped the couple apart, and punched the guy's head twice.  A few people screamed, and Bill tore out of there.  The bearded guy ran after him.  The music kept going, but no one was dancing anymore.  They all watched after Bill and the bearded guy.

I remained sitting there for another song or two, trying to collect my thoughts.  Most people had gone back to dancing at that point, and I thought about approaching the brown-haired girl, but then thought better of it.  Without anything else to do, I left.

Bill never called me, although I did encounter him months later at another college dance.  We exchanged pleasantries and I asked him, "What was that all about, the night of that dance?"

He said, "Yeah," and then excused himself.  I never found out, although I can guess.