10:43am
Jane Doe:
So, you understand what to do?Saint Sherlock:
Yes.
But I don't get why I have to pretend
to be your boyfriend.Jane Doe:
Oh come on. I did tell you the
gist already!Saint Sherlock:
You want me to help you yet you
don't make things clear.Jane Doe:
Okay, fine.
It's just that people are thinking
that I'm bisexual or a lesbian.
It's not a problem. But that ain't me.
I've told you about my
high school friends, right?Saint Sherlock:
Yes, you did.
I feel so bad that you have to get
a pretend boyfriend just to
justify your gender/sexual
preferences.
And as for your friends,
can't you just tell them to fuck off?Jane Doe:
Wish it was that easy.
I did. Like a gazillion times already
especially after high school.
They just think that I like pussies and not dicks.Saint Sherlock:
*sighs*
People are so unbelievable.
But, are you sure that you ain't, you know, gay?Jane Doe:
Oh my gosh.
No.
I mean, okay, I've had girlfriends before
but that was like a long time ago.
And I don't know.
I was confused back then.Saint Sherlock:
Now you're confusing me.
So you meant you played their hearts
or something to that effect?
Wow. That's just so low.Jane Doe:
What the fuck.
I told you I'm confused!
It's not like I intentionally hurt them!
I was CONFUSED, okay?!
Loneliness isn't good for someone like me.
I give myself mixed signals which are all annoying
and up until now I hate the fact that I've hurt
wonderful people just because I thought I have a
different taste when in fact I was lonely.
I'm sorry for thinking that love is the same as
finding someone who'll stick with you.
I'm not perfect, okay?
I'm trying my best to not
complicate my life nor the lives of
other people but I was born a failure.
And i'm so fucking sorry for everything.
You know what?
Never mind.
I'll handle things on my own.Saint Sherlock:
Hey, Jane Doe
I'm sorry
Désolé :(
Hey
Jane?
I'm really sorry.
I want to help you
PleaseSaint Sherlock is calling you.
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Saint Sherlock:
Jane. I'm really sorry.
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Who We Are (A Speck of Dust)
RomanceJust two not-ordinary people in the midst of corporate messes and predatory tact who found themselves engrossed at each other's musings after midnight. | Won 3rd place at The Mystic Awards |