Lover’s Quarrel

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“You’re actually going to tell her?” Mike asked, doubting.

“Yeah, why not? I mean, the only thing that can really go wrong is–“Aiden started to say, but was cut off by Mike again.

“She could stop being your friend, stop talking to you, stop flirting with you!”

“That’s just it! If she’s flirting with me then it means she likes me, right?” Aiden said, logically.

“Or…” Mike paused. “She could just like to flirt.”

“Ugh, you make it sound like she’s a tramp or something.”

“I don’t mean to, I swear. It’s just that…” he paused again. “You’ve been crushing on her for a long time. I don’t want you to tell her and have her react badly.”

“Thanks for worrying, Mike, but I’m not a three year old. I think I can handle myself.”

“Really, Aiden? If you can ‘handle’ yourself, why is it when she’s around you can’t stop smiling and practically drool? One word questions and you’re already at her feet! She says, ‘Aiden, can you grab me a nap–‘ and before the whole question is out of her mouth you’ve gotten her the napkin!”

“So? Me caring is not being able to ‘handle’ myself?”

“No, letting her control and use you is the not being able to ‘handle’ yourself part.”

“Shut up. It’s not like that. You don’t even see me and her together at all.”

“Oh, do you know how many responses I have to that? One, you’re never alone with her. Two, she belittles you all the time. Three, she only flirts with you when you flirt with her first. Then the final straw is that you don’t even know her all that well!”

Aiden started to walk away. “Who are you to be pointing out odd things about people, Mike?” he said without turning and then flipped Mike the bird. Mike just shook his head in disbelief. Remember, Mike thought, he’s your best friend. He’ll be back.


Aiden sat at the back of the auditorium, watching Ariel perform. She really did have him under her spell and he knew it. She was so beautiful, though, that it didn’t matter. Plus, she was smart, nice, and honest. He held a bouquet of roses and at the end of the show he was going to tell her how he felt. He knew she’d return his feelings.

His thoughts broke up as the audience started to clap. As soon as the crowd thinned out a little bit, he head up to the stage but couldn’t find Ariel anywhere. He jumped onto the stage and went behind the curtains.

“I love you, too,” he heard her whisper. He looked over to the corner behind the stage and saw her kissing Eric, her recent ex-boyfriend.

“Looks like you two are back together,” Aiden said.

“Aiden! Did you see the–” she began to say, but he ignored her. He threw the roses at her feet. She looked at them and then at him. He saw the realization in her face and saw a piece break somewhere behind her eyes. He gave a pathetic smile then walked off the stage.

Eric came over and put his arms around Ariel. She shrugged him off and through some tears mumbled, “I hate you.” She ran off the stage, leaving Eric standing there in a world of confusion.


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