can we just pretend that you love me?
that everything is okay? because I need to pretend. there isn’t anything left in the real world that I can stand anymore.
jamie blinked at her. she was standing over him, her bump peaking out from under her shirt, fists balled up at her sides. she was trying to pace, but his long legs were in her way from crossing the entirety of the small room.
-you want to play pretend?-
you do it with cate. y’all live in make believe world. why can’t I live there too?
-(he scoffed)I don’t think we live in pretend-
yeah, you’re just your typical straight couple who listens to indie music and has fantastic sex.
-wait, are we going to pretend we have sex?-
jamie, we can have whatever the fuck we want
-are we going to have sex??-
she laughed, cutting through the tension that had suddenly built up in the room, pressing down on their shoulders. he sat up straighter and she stopped pacing. her hand rested on her stomach, stroking it almost thoughtfully.
(she shrugged) everyone thinks we are any way. everyone thinks we have.
-beth, this isn’t the sort of thing you joke about-
pregnancy isn’t either, but her I am laughing it up (she gestures to her stomach and laughs bitterly). you won’t want to fuck a whale.
-you are so far from whale like. more like a sexy dolphin-
there is a pause between them, tight and breathless, before they succumb to laughter. she slides down the wall, landing on the carpet a little hard.
ugh, you’re going to have to help this sexy dolphin get back up. god, you’re such a ‘tard.
-made you laugh though (he winked) you sexy little dolphin, you-