I have decided to take what was written in Danielle's post [http://enc3310zine.pbwiki.com/Here's%20what's%20on%20my%20mind%20today here] and turn it into something a little more dramatic. Tell me what you think.
I looked at my boyfriend and saw in his eyes what he was going to say next. I didn't want to hear it. He'd been pushing this the last three nights and I would be damned if I was going to lose any more sleep over it.
"Danielle, I don't understand why you won't marry me." Honest Bewilderment in his eyes. Whenever he spoke like this, I could tell he was being honest. That is why I kept him after Kimberly.
"Because I don't want to be tied down like that." I said, scorn in my tone, "I want to have adventures."
This is true. Since I was a child of three, it was always my dream to go to places and do things just to say that I can. I can't remember a time when the thought of marriage and kids sounded like a solid plan.
"Mountain climbing and site seeing is great, but what greater adventure than a marriage and family?" He returned. I couldn't tell weather or not this was a joke. Jokes were never his forte. "Come on Baby, I know you. You like living in our cozy house and our wonderful city. You have everything you want, accept a family and a husband."
Now I know he was joking. "I hope you can explain that before I belt you one,"
"I've seen the way you look at the other parents and their children. I can see it in your eyes. That is why I don't understand why we can't start a family."
"You think that is why I look that way? Let me tell you something. Not that I am dissing mothers, but I don't need to have children and a husband to feel fulfilled. That is not the only way that I can impart my knowledge to others. I do not have to be a traditional girl, I can be whatever I want. I may not make the best grades, but I know I'm damn smart."
"I know you are, Baby. Now come here and I'll take you on a little adventure of my own."
That was seriously the worst sexual segway I've ever heard. "Is that the best you got?"
"No. How about this one: How about we thrive off of an adrenaline rush?"
"Ok, now that is stretching it."
"Sorry. How about: Pretty please?"
"Ok, that did it."
Our talk ended early, but I was still going to lose sleep. At least this way I would be smiling in the mourning.
The End
Yeah, I like that too. This is my first attempt at something like a romance novel. I didn't really enjoy the experience because I think this kind of dialouge exchange is lame and predictable. I prefer sharp satire and violent humor myself. Something like Milk and Cheese.
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