Written by Jacob Ibrag
Moments away from reaching her apex, reality streams
through her mind and hinders their experience. She turns
away from him for a second and then stops altogether.
Rushing to get dressed, he tries to slow her down to find
out what’s happened, ‘did I do some-, where are you going?’
Without sharing a syllable or a stare, she runs barefoot
out of the apartment and makes her way towards the park
five blocks away from him. Curling up on the bench, she
wondered why decent human beings didn’t exist, or at
least one that didn’t ram a stampede of lies at any given
moment. She felt disgusting, sharing the same air and
space with him. How could he not tell her what he did?
How could he let her find out through her best friend.
Her best friend of all people, ‘my sister.’