Goodbyes
A story in 100 words.
Colin asked: “Do you want to stop?”
Emma replied: “I don’t know.”
He swung himself off the bed: “I’ll make it easy; let’s stop.”
She put her robe on: “Don’t be mad.”
Colin grabbed his shirt: “You want out. You’re out.”
“I’m fucked up.”
He sighed pulling on his shirt: “Everyone is, Emma. That’s your excuse.”
“I need to sort some things out.”
Colin shrugged: “Ok.”
“You’re mad.”
“It’s not that simple.”
Emma looked at him: “This doesn’t feel over.”
“Who knows? This is what it’s always been.”
“Oh, yea? What’s that?”
Colin smiled: “You’ll have to sort that out.”