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Ben Ashton's prompts - extremely short stories - 1. Prompt 348
“Can you give me one reason why I should believe you?”
“It’s hard to prove a negative.”
“It shouldn’t be hard to try, Pete.”
“I’m not sure the point is for you to believe me. The point is for me to tell you the truth, to find it in me to tell you I don’t love you anymore. That’s hard enough.”
“I do believe you want to leave. I do believe you don’t feel able to date a man. But this is not what you found in you to say. However, I don’t believe you don’t love me. And I don’t believe you want to spare my feelings. You’re not that kind of a coward.”
“Listen to yourself. You sound like there aren’t that many feelings to spare in the first place.”
“You want to have that conversation, Pete, it’s not my job to make it easy on you.”
“You’ve never tried to make anything easy on me. Maybe that’s why I don’t love you anymore. That’s one reason.”
“It is. It might be.”
“There you have it then.”
“The thing is, if you don’t love me, you should be happy, you should be relieved. I am, in a way. But you’re scared. You look scared. You look just as scared as six months ago, when you first kissed me and weren’t sure whether I’d kiss you back or punch you in the face. And nothing that we’ve been through since then, none of the shit that we dealt with, seemed to have alleviated your fears. And that’s what’s sad, that’s what’s hard. This would make sense, your leaving would make sense, if you had to show something for the ten months of secret meetings, drunken begging, angry sex and holding your hand under the table. You’re just giving up. And if you still love me, as I think you do, it just means more of the same for the next few months ahead. Regrets, begging, misplaced lust.”
“I should be silent, now. I should let you wallow in your self-righteousness. I am scared, Michael. I am scared that I fell in and out of love with you so fast. I am scared because I don’t know what it means. But I am relieved too. I’m not your project anymore. I’m not for you to save any longer. I can take care of myself. And if I trip and fall, I’m sure it’ll be good for me not to have you to run to. I’m grateful, Michael, don’t get me wrong, but we’re living two different stories. I just don’t want to be in yours anymore, not the one where I’m the straight, emotionally closed-off fuck-up who gives you a purpose in life. We’ve given each other everything we could, and that’s pretty fantastic as it is.”
“We probably are living two different stories. But in mine, believe me, you’re not straight. You’re not closed-off, you’re needy, yet in an oddly charming way. And you’re not a fuck-up, you’re just lost.”
“Jesus.”
“What?”
“Listen to yourself.”
“I rarely do. If one of us is fuck-up, it’s probably me. If my purpose really had been to fix you, how lame am I right now?”
“You fixed me all right, Michael.”
“Can you give me one reason why I should believe you?”
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