Chapter ThreeA Chapter by Ian FarawayThe conversationThe following is an I.M. conversation between me and Sarah. Some of what is said is due to awkwardness and trying to move the conversation along. If you want to important stuff then skip towards the end of the chapter because that’s where it is. Everything in parenthesis says what’s happening or what I’m feeling. This conversation is the SHORT version. Viewers discretion is advised….well not really I just wanted to do that. It’s starts with me messaging her. Hey Hi! What’s up? Nothing, just baking some cookies for the family reunion Really? Is it chocolate chip? Haha, yeah. Why? I love chocolate chip, that’s all I do too Nice (pause)…. So how are you doing? I’m pretty good. Plays fun to do, even though I don’t know many people. But they’re nice Well, that’s good. So, uh, mind if I ask you a question? Yeah? Go for it Um, I know this might seem weird thing to ask but it’s sort of a instinct I got when I saw you. So forgive me for asking. Depends on what the question is. Fair enough. Um, well I got to know you a bit over the past two weeks. You’re an excellent actress, great personality but…. But what? Well, there’s seems to be more to the story than what’s on the cover, know what I’m saying? Sort….of? I mean, you’re funny, happy and full of life. But I get the impression or vibe that there’s something different about you that you don’t want others to see.(Pause) Um, well if you don’t wanna talk about it or think I’m completely insane then I could leave you alone. (Officially afraid of not becoming friends with her at this point) It’s fine. It just caught me off guard that’s all. Uh, how’d you know? I don’t really know to be honest. I just get a feeling about certain people and you happened to be one of them. I can’t really describe it. Must be a very good ‘feeling’ Yeah, it’s like my sixth sense type thing. It’s dangerously awesome. (Trying to add humor) Or dangerously accurate That too Well, I’m not one to give away things about myself that are personal That’s fine. It’s understandable. I have something barely anyone knows about me so trust me, I know. But what if I guess? You can try. Ok, is it a painful memory? …yes Does it have to do with a family member? No Is it a relationship? Sort of You two still together? No Did you love him so much it left scars when he left? Yes Aww I’m sorry to hear that. That break up must have been very hard. It wasn’t a break up. What? Did he die or something? …Yes So the death of your boyfriend is sort of you “dark side”? Yes. Well, I’m sorry to hear about it? Do you visit his grave often? No, I haven’t been able to see his grave since he died. I don’t think I can handle it. Well, it could help you if you face your fears. I just can’t, ok! And what about you, Mr. Dakota? What “dark side” do you have? Hm, I could tell you. But I can’t tell you, I’m not open. (Me starting to mock her) I’m not guessing Fine, you don’t have to. I won’t (Caving in) Fine, I had a alcoholic father who was short tempered and I was his only son and person living with him. He yelled and…abused me. I came up here to my grandparents hoping to get away from it all. Happy? No. Dakota, I’m so sorry. (Getting emotional) And you know what the worst part is? Not talking to him for two years. No contact at all. And scared to death I won’t be able to settle this issue with him. I still have the emotional scars and I’m lost, Sarah. F*****g lost, I’m losing myself. And I don’t really care. Dakota, no one should go through this alone. It’s not too late, and you don’t have to be lost. You just need someone to lean on and help you up. And who would do that? Me, I could be there for you. No Dakota, I’m a stubborn person. You’re not going to win this argument. Let me be there for you. (Pause) Fine. Whatever. But as long as you let me help with your problems. Ok I got to go Bye (Sign off) And as I signed off after saying goodbye. I realized something. And I hated myself for being so weak and letting my guard down again. After all this time you think I’d know better. I realized that I loved her even more knowing that she had a past and she knew mine. She wanted to help. © 2010 Ian FarawayReviews
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4 Reviews Added on July 27, 2010 Last Updated on July 27, 2010 AuthorIan FarawaySomewhere, NHAboutIan Faraway is simply a pen name and is not my actual name. Here are a few things to note: 1. If you need me to read anything you've written, please feel free to PM me. Also, let me know if you.. more..Writing
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