Can You Hear Me?

a nice little twist. -enjoy-

 

“This isn’t you. I don’t know who this is, but it isn’t you. I know you.

            You do? Really?

Yeah, really.

No, you don’t. You don’t know me at all.

How could you say that? Don’t you remember how mad you always got when I said you didn’t know me? When I said that you couldn’t know me? At least not like you thought you did. Don’t you remember? You would yell; scream at me that you knew me. Better then I knew myself. And now you’re saying I don’t know you? Are you serious?

You don’t know what you’re talking about.

Oh, I don’t? I’m not making this out of nothing. There was something. There is something. You know there is. Why are you saying this? What is wrong with you?

Nothing. You’re crazy.

Listen to yourself. Do you hear what you’re saying? You’re saying that there was never anything between us. That I’m just another one of those girls that’s infatuated with you. That thinks you’re the greatest. But I’m not. I’m over emotional. And stupid. And girly. And indecisive. And everything you hate. But you fell in love with me. You love me. That’s got to mean something, doesn’t it? Doesn’t it mean anything to you?

No.

            Why are you saying this? I don’t know what I said or did or what someone else said or did, but tell me. What’s wrong with you?

            Nothing.

            So you’re just going to stand there and tell me there’s nothing? That’s its all in my head?

            It is all in your head.

            No, its not.

            Whatever you say, Princess.

            So we’re back to that now? Back to you calling me Princess? Back to me being the stupid, spoiled princess that you always thought I was? Ok, I’ll play your game. The princess isn’t happy. She wants her prince back. She’s mad that her prince has changed. But she should have expected that. After all, a prince isn’t born of kissing a toad.

            I’m a toad now, Princess?

            If the shoe fits.

            Oh, come on. I gave you more credit then that.

            Then what?

            You thought you would get the last word, didn’t you? Thought you could say that and walk off with me standing here, watching you leaving, and thinking about how much I messed up? For someone who claims to know me so well you sure got that wrong.

            Really? So what’s going to happen?

            You’re going to say something else. And I will, undoubtedly, laugh because it will be stupid and pointless and very closely resemble that of what a kindergartener might find mean. Then you’ll walk away anyway.

            Since you seem to know everything, why don’t you tell me what I’m going to say?

            You’re right, I do know you well. I know you better then anyone.

            No you don’t. No, you don’t. No, you don’t!”

            “Helen! Helen! Stop! Doctor, come quick! Helen!”

            “Helen! Nurse, give me haldol. Now!”

            “Here!”

            “Hold her arms! Helen! Helen! Can you hear me?”

            “It’s working.”

            “Move her onto the bed. Helen, its Dr. Darcy. Can you hear me?”

            “I think she’s fully sedated, doctor.”

            “Good, let’s keep it that way for a while. Administer the dosage again in an hour.”

            “That soon?”

            “Yes. We don’t want anymore of these outbursts.”

Reviews

[kbob]

I thought it was a man and wife going through a hardship or divorce at the start, but she's insane? Nice touch.

Good job