"I went up there to get away from you, Rory. Margaux, told me what happened up there and I was really upset at you." she says.
"For what? Nothing happened," I say.
"You didn't try to kiss Margaux?" she asks.
"I don't remember that," I say
"Well, you did," she says.
"How can you be so sure?" I ask.
"Because, you don't remember anything, Rory. You don't remember showing me your cock, you don't remember our first kiss," she says.
"We've never gotten to kiss," I say.
"Shut-up, Rory! All the good memories you promised me you would remember and you don't!" she says.
"I promised you I'd never kill myself but I don't remember promising you that."
Mary-Anne bursts into tears. I say, "I certainly don't remember flashing my dick to you."
"I wanted you to, Rory! It was special to me, it was funny. You used to be so wild and happy."
"I'm still wild, Mary-Anne. Admittedly, I might not be as happy."
"Maybe, that's it. Because, we were a lot happier then."
"I'm happier now than I've ever been in my life."
"Don't say that, Rory. We were so much happier, don't ruin those memories by saying that."
"Mary-Anne, I'll do everything I can to remember that. I promise you, I will remember."
"I believe you, Rory. You said you'd forget and you said you'd remember. I guess, you've still forgotten."
"But, I will remember."
"I know, I just hopes it not too late."
"It's never too late. And, if we're not already, we will be the example of that."
"But, what if I'm with someone again?"
"Then, I'll wait. Even though, I might pester you now and again."
"What if we die?"
"Then I'll figure out a way to pester you in the afterlife."
Mary-Anne struggles to breathe through her tears and faint laughter. She leans into me and I hold her tight. "It's like you're the same but you don't remember how close we got. How we talked about getting married."
"I've always wanted to marry you."
"I know, Rory."
"Normally, I would just ask but you're crying, so, I'll ask if I can ask. Can I ask you to marry me now?"
"Not now, Rory. One thing at a time."
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