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Ethanol

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Guy is all over a girl. He has her pinned down on the hallway floor and is laughing. She’s giggling, provoking him.

His girlfriend is sitting on the couch and glances at them, blushing and embarrassed. Ashamed.



Girl: *not whispering, yet talking quitter than normal while watching the two wrestle eachother on the floor* Wow. I can’t believe Em isn’t jealous or anything. If that was MY boyfriend it’d be over.

Guy: I think it’s really cool how she trusts him. How they trust each other you know?

The girlfriend can’t help, but ease drop on the conversation and quickly drops out. She feels guilty and gradually her muscles stiffen to the point her brain genuinely believes her limbs are nearly incapable of voluntary movement. Yeah, she trusts him, but jealous? Maybe a little… She releases her tensions with a sigh. If she really is jealous than maybe she doesn't trust him. "I'm a terrible girlfriend..."

Maria: *takes a swig of alcohol while looking at her over contemplating friend. Eyebrow raise* Your boyfriend sure is getting “friendly” with Brittney over there.

Emily: *off guard* N-no! Not at all! They’re just friends! *nervous laugh* I mean… He’s just drunk that’s all…

Maria: You know what they say about alcohol. It brings out the truth in people. More often than not, the the ugly truth.

Emily: Well I love him and he loves me. If this true then guess what? I don’t have to worry about him leaving me for some girl. *voice gets quiter* I mean yeah she’s attractive and funny and… Well you know, but I trust him. He’s not like that… He's a really good guy.

Maria: I hope you’re right. Honest to God. I hope you’re right.

Emily: ...
But you don’t believe in God *smiles a little*

Maria: *smirks* Well I’ll pretend for a bit. How about that? *sticks tongue out then sighs* Here.  *hands bottle* You could use a drink.


Reflecting Emily: Looking back makes me feel more and more like a pathetic, naïve, childish idiot and frankly I think that’s an understatement.
They say love is blind (whoever they are. I guess that includes me). I was in love and I was willing to blind myself. After a drink here. Shot there. I flushed out any doubt and created a membrane of ethanol. Before I knew it, I didn't care what people said or thought. Until someone brought it up on another day, I forgot.

This is because the truth, you see, is like a virus. Once you hear it, it grows and replicates till your protective little bubble of ignorance bursts and forces you to face what you've worked too hard to deny.

While ignorance is bliss, the truth is freedom. I just wish I didn't have to have the "truth" spoon fed to me by so many people, but I digress (often).
(Why does this remind of that Lowry book The Giver?)

Let's fast forward shall we? Get used to time skips. If this is the starting point you're gonna see a lot of back and forth. Or read? I haven't decided.



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My scanner doesn't work and I've been writing/typing stuff over the past couple months. Short little stories. Bits and pieces and they're all cannon to each other it seems. I might post more.
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