scintilla | daniel howell

f i f t y

my shellshocked face fell;

my throat allowed nothing more than a whisper to leave.

"why?"

"my dad doesn't love me, he's the only family i have. no one needs me. i'm nothing more than mitosis gone wrong."

i thought about it for a second, processing what she'd said.

"cell division?"

"when it goes wrong, your brain automatically notices and decides it needs to abort. cell suicide."

i was sick of this

i'd kown her no more than 7 weeks

but this wasn't fair.

"cut the science crap! you're the most intelligent person i've ever known. you're beautiful, easily the most stunning person ever! this. isn't. fair. on me."

"i-"

"no! stop. you want this. but i need you. i love you elizabeth. and without you, i'd have easily done what you're proposing to me now a long time ago.