The Fiction We Live
Session Huit: The Second Wrong Makes You Feel Right
He zeroed in on her as he dodged students as he made his way down the crowded halls. The warning bell rang and students dispersed into classes, clearing his line of vision; his eyes narrowed as he drew closer to his destination. A cruel smirk formed on his lips when she turned to face him.
"Don't scare me like that," she told him as she drew a book from her locker.
"I heard you had a bit of a run in with Angela the other day."
She knew it was only a matter of time before it was brought up. She did not expect it to be this soon however. "Is that so? And what did you hear? Because if you've been told the same rumors I've been hearing then I can assure you none of them are true."
"I just love it when you lie straight to my face; it lets me know that you think you're sparing my feeling by lying. I'm really just curious to see what you have to say."
"Can we talk about this later?"
"And give you time to get your story straight, I don't think so," with that said he put his arm around her shoulder, only to have it shrugged off.
"What? He has class on the other side of campus. My, my I thought you'd appreciate the gesture. I mean it's not as territorial as telling someone to watch whose toy they're playing with, but it's a step in the right direction." With that said, he escorted them out into the parking lot.
She turned up the heater as they settled into her car for a much-dreaded conversation. He simply sat in the passenger seat looking forward. The late bell rang in the distance as the two continued to sit in silence. She'd be lying if she were to say she wasn't expecting this sooner or later, she was simply hoping for the latter.
"Just when I think you're learning to think before you speak, I hear this." He said after a few minutes of silence.
She scoffed at his comment. "Don't talk to me as if I'm stupid. You can be such a condescending dick sometimes."
"Yes, of course I'm the condescending one, I completely forgot. And here I was just about to accuse you of telling your friend I'm your toy. What the fuck was I thinking?"
"Don't be so crass"
"So you aren't denying it? Well that's some progress for you at least"
"What's the point of even explaining to you when it's obvious that you won't even consider what I have to say?"
"You're right, please enlighten me. I've been dying to hear your justifications."
"I might've told her that you were my toy, but I didn't mean it as in someone I toy with. Toys are for fun, and I have fun with you."
"That was your explanation?"
"Fine, I may or may not have told her to lay off the flirting because Michael is my boyfriend and you are my toy. But that was for her to hear, it was never meant to reach your ears."
"It still surprises me that despite all the rumors Michael has yet to hear of any of them. You should be less concerned with my discovery and more worried with what would happen if he were to find."
"You're impossible! Why did you even bring me out here? You expect me to believe that you're concerned about Michael finding out about all this?"
"Yeah, that's pretty much it."
"Why are you bringing him up?
"As a reminder. I may be the your toy, but you aren't the only one that can do as they please."
"So you're going to go out with her just to remind me that you can. Honestly, that's seems like a bit much, even for you. And didn't we already have a discussion about stuff like?"
"You think because we had an extremely biased conversation about this, that it's over? Not only that you walked away last time, so there was obviously no resolution to the situation." He leaned over in his seat and drew her hand away from the handle. "See, you're even trying to leave right now, what's so hard about talking?"
"Maybe I don't like this subject all that much."
"Then why do you continue to put yourself in situations that will inevitably lead to this?"
"Fine, I don't care. Have a girlfriend if you want, what do I care?"
"The problem with that statement is that you do care. Now you're not only lying to yourself but you're lying to me as well."
"I'm just telling you what you want to hear."
"Well that wasn't what I wanted to hear, so why not try again."
"I'm not going to tell you that I'm breaking up with Michael."
"And why's that?"
"You know why, and I don't see why you still insist on it. You knew what we'd be doing going into this. You were also aware of what we'd be to one another, so don't act so hurt."
"The same goes for you. Don't go around sabotaging my possible relationships with other girls. Or did you think since you've always gotten your way in the past from mommy and daddy that you'd do the same to me?"
"I don't care; do whatever you want and fuck whoever you damn well please!"
The car remained silent after her announcement. Both sat staring forward out the windshield for a few minutes. The sound of a door opening drew her attention to him. Once he had stepped out of the car, he turned to face her completely. He didn't know what he was expecting, but he knew it was more than he was currently receiving.
She finally turned to face him but only to say, "Shouldn't you be looking for Angela?" With that said he made his way to his class.
