Daily Dialogue: My Nightingale, Last Part

And now, fulfilling a promise I made to myself at the start of this. Thanks for joining the ride.

Alessandra
It’s ok. It’s all ok. I’m here for you now.

Imogen
What do you mean?

Alessandra
Isn’t it obvious? How you opened up to me, how I opened up to you, how you decided to stay, how you entered my life? We’re meant to be together.

Imogen
You have the wrong idea.

Alessandra
I have the only right idea I’ve ever had in my life. Look at you. You’re perfect. And you opened up to me.

Imogen
Yeah, because…

Alessandra
Why?

Imogen
If I tell you, you’ll just take it the wrong way.

Alessandra
Take what the wrong way, my love?

Imogen
I thought we had a bonding thing going on. And I’m not your love.

Alessandra
How could I take that the wrong way?

Imogen
I can see it in your eyes. You think I meant as lovers. I meant as friends.

Alessandra
The best kind of love starts out as friendship.

Imogen
And the worst kind. There are some friends who try to cross the line and end up burning the bridge. I don’t wanna do that to us.

Alessandra
You’re so sweet. Don’t worry, the universe has plans for us. I can tell.

Imogen
Plans as friends. Why don’t you wait for my leg to heal? I can’t fall in love with a bum leg. Plus, I’ve never seen your house.

Alessandra
I can carry you around.

Imogen
And risk hurting me? Do you have stairs? And lots of corners? Think of what’d happen if I hit those corners. Or if you dropped me.

Alessandra
Is that what you think of me? That I’d be so careless, I’d hurt the love of my life?

Imogen
I’m not your love.

Alessandra
How can you say that?

Imogen
How can YOU say that? You don’t know anything about me, and I know even less about you.

Alessandra
I know that you have a champagne-colored birthmark high on your inner thigh.

Imogen
So does anyone who sees me in a bathing suit. And you’re forgetting the most important thing.

Alessandra
What?

Imogen
I don’t like women.

Alessandra
Love is the great transcender.

Imogen
Not for me, it’s not.

Alessandra
It could be.

Imogen
No. I’ve never been attracted to women and I’m not “a little gay,” as people say everyone is.

Alessandra
I’ll keep you here until you love me, then.

Imogen
Why?! What makes me so fucking special?!

Alessandra
You’re here.

Imogen
Look. I thought that I could play it safe if I tried being your friend. It’s clear to me that you’re lonely and your head isn’t completely together, so me kicking and screaming would only make things a lot worse. But you’re being utterly irrational, beyond the point I’m willing to deal with as a human being. So, I’ll have to match you.

Alessandra
We’re a match now? I told you that you’d love me.

Imogen
I don’t think you love me, though.

Alessandra
If you’d look into my heart, you’d see that I’m being truthful.

Imogen
But I can’t, can I? All I have to go by are your words. Words are meaningless, especially sentences.

Alessandra
What do you want me to do, then?

Imogen
See? You don’t love me.

Alessandra
Stop saying that! I do! I do I do! What do I have to do for you?!

Imogen
A true love would know.

Alessandra
I– I… You’re right. A true love would know.

Imogen
Did you see the car crash happen?

Alessandra
No, I only heard it.

Imogen
So you couldn’t know that I meant to crash. Because I wanted to die.

Alessandra
Why could you wanna die? You have everything going for you.

Imogen
Do I?

Alessandra
Wait… No. Your family’s fucked-up. Oh, I’m sorry for using that word.

Imogen
It’s fine. And you’re right.

Alessandra
Then that means… you’re still suicidal. You want me to kill you.

Imogen
Yes.

Alessandra
Ask me anything but that. I can’t have you leave my life after entering it so soon. I could never be so cruel.

Imogen
You could join me.

Alessandra
What do you mean?

Imogen
You can kill yourself with me. Until life do we part.

Alessandra
A… death marriage?

Imogen
No better proof of love than dying for the other, right?

Alessandra
Y-yeah.

Imogen
Is there a problem?

Alessandra
I don’t wanna die.

Imogen
But I do. And you said that you wanted to prove your love to me.

Alessandra
Yeah, but–

Imogen
Can you think of a better way than dedicating your death to me? Me dedicating mine to you?

Alessandra
No…

Imogen
But I’ll have to know you’re serious, so you’ll have to go first. I don’t want you to look at my corpse and choose to mourn me instead.

Alessandra
I’m a nurse, though. My life is corpses.

Imogen
If you don’t love me…

Alessandra
I’ll go first. How do we do it?

Imogen
Blades. You’ll cut your wrists, then I’ll cut mine.

Alessandra
With the same blade?

Imogen
Of course. Oh. One more thing. How’s my car?

Alessandra
The driver side’s caved in, but it still works. It’s sitting in my garage. Why?

Imogen
It just flashed in my mind. Final thoughts, I suppose. Well. Go get the knife.

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