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Till Arguments Do Us Apart

a story made of questions.

By KSRPublished 11 months ago 3 min read
What lies beneath the facade?

Rachelle: It is some kind of joke?

Max: What are you talking about?

Rachelle: Why are the flowers red?

Max: Weren’t they supposed to be?

Rachelle: Were they red when we came?

Max: You were noticing the flowers?

Why this question? Well what else could he ask when she's concerned about puny flowers at a situation like this? Isn't the fact that they are lost in a jungle more concerning?

Rachele: Who the hell came up with this non sensible idea on the first place?

Max: And who exactly agreed?

Rachele: So it's my fault?

Max: No, mine, how can you ever be at fault?

Rachele: When did you hit self realisation?

Max: Will you elaborate please?

Rachelle: Why don't you ever get your car to servicing?

Max: Can't things just slip out of my mind?

Rachelle: Just like how it slipped out of your mind that I'm your wife not one sided lover?

Max: Why this now?

Rachelle: What was the last time Max, when you remembered our anniversary?

Max: Didn't I apologise, and even gifted you the best jwellery that same day?

Rachelle: Who asked for it?

Max: What do you want then?

Rachelle: How about just caring enough to spare time, a bit of attention, some expressed love and talking?

Max: Aren't we a bit too busy for being the old girlfriend boyfriend you're still stuck at?

Rachelle: Busy or are ‘we’ not a priority anymore to you? Are you the same person who made a home date of every Friday Eve?

Max: What's your problem?

Rachelle: How can it be anything, but you?

Max: Why is it that, I was and still am always the problem? Didn't I try?

*Silence*

Ever happened that the glass of hope broke, stabbing all the words and the heart lost the carriers of it's overflowing emotions? How to heal from it? Is the only unanswered question in the silent hearts of both? If so, for how long?…

Rachelle: Wait… what is that rustling?

Max: Where did you hear it coming from?

Rachelle: Is that a person?

Max: Should we ask for help?

Rachelle: What if he is one of the goons?

Max: Is staying in this jungle any better?

Rachelle: Should we just first see from afar?

Max: How come you give some sensible idea?

Rachelle: *grumpily* Aren't you still done fighting?

Max: Aww, should we move then?

Rachelle: *nods* Carefully alright?

Who was this guy? Was it safe to follow him? They anyways had to follow because were there any other options?

Max: Are those lights there?

Rachelle: Isn't that the highway?

Max: And where did the guy go?

Rachelle: I see a car coming there, should we ask for a lift?

Max: But where is he?

Rachelle: Does it matter? Did we know him?

*Max stops a car by giving signal to its driver*

Max: We are lost, mind giving a lift?

Driver: Why not?

What else was left for them to stay stranded on the highway after hearing this, aside from hopping in?

Max: I'm Max and this is Rachelle, and thanks, sorry, what was your name again?

Driver: Dan, what happened to you both?

Rachelle: Ever had a car you forgot to service?

Dan: Must have been hell of ride was it?

Max: Any doubt? *Chuckles*

*15 mins later*

Max: So… you still angry?

Rachelle: Would that make sense now?

Max: What was the procedure again?

Rachelle: For what?

Max: What else could I ask for, except forgiveness?

Rachelle: You weren't the only one being non understanding were you?

Max: Does that make us even?

Rachelle: Who's keeping count?

Max: Hey, wanna go on a Friday date?

Was it the end? Wait…what happened later? And what's the news saying

WHERE IS THE GUY CAPTURED BLOOD SOAKED AROUND THE HIGHWAYS? WHO IS THIS SERIAL KILLER ON A LEASH? IS HE THE ONE RESPONSIBLE BEHIND MURDER OF 21 WOMEN SO FAR IN THE CITY?

Officer: So you killed him and then dragged his body from the point crime to a nearby place to hide?

Killer: Why did you guys catch me? Why couldn't I finish those two?

Officer: Two what? Cheeseburgers?

Killer: How come two people escape the divine liberation? Who gave the couple a lift? Which curse should I put on them?

Officer: How about you think of it in your jail cell then?

Killer: Don't you fear God? Are you blessed like me to here his orders? Are you listening to this voice asking me to kill everyone...?

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About the Creator

KSR

A wisecracking wordsmith, and an intelligent imbecile trying to paint the darkness of the world with the abyss of my words to make color out of the colorless.

Read me to know yourself,

Read me to know me,

and eventually loose both of us.

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