ANNA
Maybe this is it. Maybe this will be the last time I'll have to see her ever again. Her. Hunter. Ugh, Hunter. So boring, so tame, so chill around me. You'd think we're just friends or something! It's not fair. I didn't come into my third lesbian relationship in two years just to share cereal, let's just say that. And yet, I am still with her. I just can't bring myself to break such a fragile heart. The weight of being single would undoubtedly crush her like a bug. And as much as I don't want to be with her anymore, I simply just can't let that happen. Yet. This girl is really pushing it.
When we arrive back at the apartment, we move methodically yet in complete silence. Knowing exactly where to be so that we don't get in the other's way, there's a mutual sense of unease in the air. Hunter goes straight to the bed to lie down. I thought she was only faking feeling sick, but maybe not. Instinctively going to the cupboard to grab her some Advil, she suddenly pushes it away. Stopping me right before I reach the bed.
-"Sit down."
-"Hunter, I - Do you want Tylenol instead?" Not my best take on pretending to be innocent.
-"Do you really think that's what this is about?"
Silence. She's got me there. Cautiously taking a seat on the soft grey bedspread, I know exactly what I'm in for.
-"Anna, it's no secret that you were flirting with that girl at the park. Is there something wrong? Have I not been enough for you lately or something?" She maintains an innocent tone, but her gaze is enough to drill a hole in one thousand metals. She is furious, yet has never been one to loose her cool. It may sound nice to have a girlfriend like that, but in reality her fighting style has managed to make our arguments about five times worse. Passivity. Ugh. She must see the look on my face, because she continues.
-"It's not only that, Annie. No date nights. The lack of affection. Refusing to even go near the stairs while I'm in the shower. C'mon, I'm not asking for much! Just...just...show me some love. Ever thought of doing that? Reminding your girlfriend how much you love her?"
-"Babe..." I trail off, shocked and, frankly, unsure of how to continue. As it turns out I don't need to ponder such a topic for much longer. Hunter interjects:
-"It's fine. No need to think about it much longer. In fact, let's end it here. I know exactly what's going on, Anna." And with one last look right into my eyes, Hunter speaks the two words I thought I'd never hear unless they were coming out of my own mouth. Two golden yet toxic words that probably should make me want to either vomit or get drunk. But instead, it's like they release a rush of adrenaline into my brain right as they're spoken.
"We're over."
I've gone numb.
