After a long exhausting day of chasing Arnie around, Gilbert had finally got him to sleep in Cara's spare bedroom.
"He's finally down," Gilbert states coming out the room, shutting to door softly behind him. He sits next to Cara on the couch. She was looking down at her lap and picking at her mauve colored nails. He places a hand on hers, seconds later he feels a single tear, drop on the back of his hand. He looks down at her and she looks up at him.
"I had a talk with Elliot yesterday," she says.
"What about," Gilbert responds furrowing his brows.
"I guess we just don't want the same things so I broke it off," she sniffles.
"What do you want?"
"I want my own kids, I want my own a family. But that wasn't want he wanted," she shrugged at the end. Gilberts face softens and he wraps his arms around her pulling her into a hug. She rests her head on his chest, her tears soak into his shirt and leave spots.
"Arnie and I are your family," he says nonchalant.
"Well yeah I know, but Arnies not my child," she says sitting up.
"I mean basically, even though he's 20 or so. He's still alive and all...,"
"You're making it sound like you're waiting for him to die.."
"What? How could you say that, I didn't sound anything like that. But it would take all the relief off my shoulders knowing i he isn't going to."
"Oh my god shut up! He is not a burden" Cara shouts.
"That's not what I'm saying, and there's no need to yell, you're gonna wake up Arnie."
"Then you stop talking like that about him!"
"Okay!" He yells at her. She crosses her arms and turns away from him,"Cara." he says as she stands up and walks to the back door. She opens the sliding glass door and shuts it as fast as she can. Closing it in his face. He walks after her, she stands in the field behind her complex,"Wait!"
"What! I'm trying to get away from you, leave me alone!" She shouts throwing her hands up in the air.
"I have to confess something to you."
"No go away."
"I love you, and Arnie. But I love you differently."
"You don't know what you're talking about."
"Yes I do! I know exactly what I'm saying," he says grabbing her triceps and shaking her slightly.
"Get your hands off of me! Get off!"
"Listen to me!"
"I will when you're in your right mind."
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Superman ●️ What's eating Gilbert Grape
Short Story"Match in the gas tank, boom boom" Arnie Grape has trouble fitting in, he's not like the everyone else. Arnie meets a new friend named Cara, they meet in the same spot everyday. She buys two ice creams and they talk and eat sitting under a tree nea...
