#Fresh Story: Nikita

Oh, it’s cold. I can see my breath. It’s so goddamn cold, but look at her; wearing nothing but a sundress and that ugly hair tie. God, I hate her. I wish she’d just die. Oh look, there she goes. Laughing, acting like she owns the world. Maybe she should just pipe it down a little.
Look at you.

 Whining about how fabulous your stupid sister is. You're just jealous of her. What are you? Miserable, ugly, boring and jealous.
She’s turning this way. Hide under the book, quick. Nope, she’s seen me. Damn, she’s heading this way.
Hey, Nikita!
God, I want to slap her.
Hey.
She’s sitting down. Should I stand and pretend like I’m leaving?
What book is that?
Oh, this? Some Mills and Boon. Not interested in it.
Please go away.
Why’re you reading it then?
Because… I have nothing else to read.
Cool.
Yeah.
Please avoid this awkward silence and walk away. It won’t even be rude.
So, how’s Krissi doing?
You had to ask.
She’s okay.
What about Marc?
Damn. It still hurts.
I don’t know. I’ve not spoken to him.
Oh. I’m so sorry, Nikki! I forgot you guys broke up. I really am sorry, Nikita, please forgive me, I completely forgot.
Fuck off, girl.
Yeah, it’s alright.
Do you want to talk about it?
To you? Yeah, right.
Not really. I’m fine. Don’t worry about it.
I feel so guilty, Nikki. You must be hurting so much, and I just made it worse. God, what is wrong with me?
Nothing. That's why I hate you.
What can I do to make it better?
Don’t do it. Don’t do it, Nikki. Control yourself. She’s only being nice.
Nothing. I’m fine. Just having a little me time. I really want to be alone right now.
Oh yeah. Yeah, sure thing. Sorry, again. If there’s anything I could do, please don’t hesitate to ask. I’m always there for you.
Yeah.
I’m sorry, again. Bye, then.
Bye.
She’s left. She’s turning around. Waving. Wave back. God, she’s pretty. Why does she make it so hard to hate her?
Stop whining. You have this life. Can’t trade it, can you? So suck it up. Go back to Annie and her rich boyfriend with temper issues.
I can’t read this crap anymore. Why’s everything so dark all of a sudden?
Crash.
What the-?
Nikita?
That voice.
Is that you?Nikita, please. Look at me.
Don't look up. He's obviously come here to show off. Pretend like you couldn't care less.
I have to look up. It's only polite. I don't need to be rude to him just because he was.
Fine. Look up.
What?
Oh.
He's crying.
Marc? What's wrong? Mar-
OUCH! Dammit! What the hell was that?
Is that glass?
What the hell?
Oh god, you're bleeding. I'm sorry, I dropped that vase, and it’s my fault. Sit down, Nikki, I'll help you.
Oh look at the blood. It's in the snow. That looks beautiful. Red and white. Blood and snow.
Sit down, Nikita!
Sit, before you fall.
I'm so sorry.
Why is he crying, though?
Why are you crying?
Doesn't matter.
Yes, it does.
You don't care.
Of course I care!
Oops.
What?
Look at those eyes. I can't- oh, he's tying my leg with his jacket. Doesn't hurt anymore.
You care?
Yeah. I care. Go away, Marc. Thanks for the first-aid. But please. Leave me alone. You've caused me enough pain.
Oh. I- I never meant to hurt you.
Please leave.
I love you, Nikki.
Whoa.
I love you. I told myself yesterday night, after that phone call, that you didn't care. That there was no use trying to apologize to you because you didn't love me anymore. You didn't care. I left you alone. I promised myself I'd forget you, because you already did.
I didn't.
I didn't.
I didn't know that. But I see you now. And I came here to tell you I didn't want your things over at my house, but I-
Put your hand around his shoulder. Do something.
I couldn't stop myself, it hurt so bad. I thought you didn't care, and I thought of all those times I cared, and in the end, you didn't and it hurt so much, but I love you. I don't care how much it hurts, I love you, Nikita.
Now you're crying. Great. Don’t fall for his bullshit, Nik!
How do I know this isn’t some bullshit story?
You don’t. I guess you just got to trust me. But it’s the truth, I swear, Nikki. Please. I didn’t even like that girl. She’s a stranger to me. I wasn’t myself that night, and you know it. It’s my fault, and I’m so sorry. I would never do that sober, Nik. I love you. I don’t love her. I don’t even know her goddamn name.
You’re so weak, Nikita.
It’s always going to be you.
It is?
It is.
My heart. Can you see it? It’s in the sky.
It is, isn’t it? He loves you, Nikki. Go, go hug and kiss and make up.
I love you too, Marc.