Untitled

By Anaelle

"What have you done?" Shocked, horrified.

"Nothing, go away. Why are you here?" Weak voice, tired, drained.

Pause.

"I was worried..." Hurt.

"Don't lie to me! You only want people to feel sorry for you." Angry

"I don't lie! Aaron, what did you do? What happened?" Hurt still, worried.

"Nothing you need to worry about, now go away."

"Bullshit! Why is there blood on your arm?" Still worried.

"Don't ask me stupid questions, you know the story." Growing annoyed.

"Aaron, why?" Tears.

"Fuck off! Your tears are worth nothing to me!"

"You have to stop this, you deserve better."

"From you?" Laughter.

"No, from...life." Hurt.

"..."

"I love you..." More tears.

"Fuck you."

"I care about you..."

"..."

Pause.

"Goodbye, Aaron."

"Don't give up..."

"I won't stop loving you..."

"Don't give up..."

"I won't..."

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Published on Saturday, July 28, 2001.     Filed under: "Short Story"
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