Peter stared deep into his cup of coffee as the silence just began to take root and bloom into a full grown flower with social anxiety. The cup jittering on it’s tiny plate as the train continued its journey through the countryside and low income residential areas. A few drops jumping free of their container on every rough bump as if trying to escape the awkward atmosphere of the dining car. Peter decided to look up shortly. A mistake. The person opposite of him was partially frozen, their cup hovering just short of their lip. Peter had said three words that no man should ever throw around. Words he definitely shouldn’t of said to his best friend. Particularly when his best friend, is another dude.
“C.. Can we just forget I said that?” Peter asked, quickly bringing his cup to his lips, pretending to drink.
“I uh… I don’t think I can just forget that.” spoke Clark, finally lowering his cup back to the table.
“Just.. please forget it.” Peter insisted, but Clark shook his head.
“No, no you said it. It’s out there now.” Clark rubbed his chin aggressively, “You just.. made a mistake, you didn’t know what you were saying, that’s alright.”
“No, I meant it.. I…” Clark cut Peter short.
“You’re mistaken.” Clark glared fiercely into Peter’s eyes, “Now shut the fuck up before the entire fucking car hears you.”
The silence began again, the flower opening its petals to a new dawn of an uncomfortable morning. Peter knew what he said, he meant every word. He wasn’t surprised Clark reacted the way he did.
“Look, like you said.. It’s out there, you might not like it, but it’s true. You just have to accept that.” Peter said, though he wished he hadn’t.
“Shut, the fuck up. I don’t have to accept bullshit like that, especially from you.” Clark nearly stood up, but decided against it, not wishing to draw further attention to the situation, “You’re fucking lucky I don’t beat the shit out of you for what you just said.”
“I thought you’d be more open minded about this, Like I said it was a mistake I said it, if I would’ve known you’d react this way I would’ve kept it to myself.” Peter stood up and left the car.
Why did he have to open his big mouth. Why did he have to say what he did. He just had to say those 3 stupid fucking words. Why did he have to fucking say those 3 words…
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