Tuesday, December 23, 2003
The jewel
The Bigger Man
Bernard: What do you have to do after school today?
Anastasia: The usual. Math homework, Government, and that short story due tomorrow in creative writing.
Bernard: quite the slacker, aren't you?
Anastasia: (smiling) Shut up you butthead! (slaps Bernard)
Bernard: (laughing) ok ok. You win. Want some help later on your math homework?
Anastasia: Sure. I'll meet you in the library after 8th period and go to my house. That ok?
Bernard: Just fine with me.
(Peter walks up)
Peter: Hellllllllllo!
Bernard: Yo.
Anastasia: Hi Peter. How are you?
Peter: Oh just wonderful. I've got this need to sing…(whisks Anastasia off her feet and dances to an imaginary tune. Anastasia is laughing. Bernard smiles complacently and sits in a corner)
Bernard: (to self) Well, those two sure make a happy couple. He's always outgoing, and she eats it right up. I'll never be able to do that. Lucky him. If only he weren't so damn annoying…
Anastasia: Bernard?
Bernard: Huh? Wha?
Anastasia: I've been calling your name now for like 5 minutes. Are you ok? You've seemed kinda down lately.
Bernard: What do you mean down?
Anastasia: well, ever since like two weeks ago, you've been awful quiet and brooding.
Bernard: (thinking) That was the time Peter told me he liked you and wanted my help. (aloud) It's nothing. Just some personal problems. Nothing to worry about.
Anastasia: Ok…. You'll let me know if there's anything I can do, right?
Bernard: You'll be the first to know.
Anastasia: (giving him a hug) I'll always be here for you if you need me.
Bernard: (thinking) this just makes it harder and harder to do. I promised Peter I'd set you two up, and yet right now everything just seems so right… I can't do this (breaks hug) (aloud) thanks for the assurance. I appreciate that. (glances at clock) I've gotta run. My next class is really far away.
(hurries off, almost in tears)
8th period
It's now time for Anastasia and Bernard to do math. She picks him up from the side of the school and I driving him over to her house. Bernard has just remembered his promise to Peter
Bernard: Hey Anastasia. I've got a question.
Anastasia: Shoot.
Bernard: Do you and Peter have anything going on between you two?
Anastasia: No, we're just friends. Nothing more. (looks at Bernard) Why?
Bernard: No reason. Watch out for the road.
Anastasia narrowly misses a rabbit. It breaks the tension in the air, and the two continue talking. They do return home and do math until about 10 or so in the evening. Things seem to be going well for Bernard, and he forgets all about Peter. He's even almost mustered the courage to ask Anastasia out himself.
Next Day
Bernard comes strolling to school, feeling like a million dollars. He's ready to pop the question to Anastasia. He's going to ask her out. That is, he was until he sees the cafeteria. There, in his seat, is Anastasia and Peter, kissing. Gritting his teeth, he walks up.
Bernard: good morning all. Did I miss any excitement?
Peter: Yeah. Anastasia and I are going out.
Bernard: Good luck. I wish you both happiness.
Peter: Too bad the bigger man won, huh?
Bernard: Call it what you will. Nothing lasts forever.
Peter: What exactly do you mean by that?
Bernard: I'll wait as long as needed. Till then however, I step down.
Anastasia: Excuse me, what are you two talking about?
Peter: Don't worry about it. Guy stuff. You wouldn't understand.
Anastasia: Wouldn't understand, huh?
Bernard: He's right. Its too complex for anybody to solve. Oh well, nothing wrong with being just friends. Take care you two.
Emotinally distraught, Bernard writes a letter to Anastasia, expressing how he feels for her. In it he expressed how he felt and, no matter what Peter may say, he knows in his heart that he is the bigger man, not Peter. Once the letter was written, Bernard closed his windows, took a bunch of his mother's sleeping pills, and passed away peacefully in the night, with one thought on his mind: Love conquers all, but a broken heart conquers love.
Break wisely.
I can't
Thats it. I've hurt the one I care deeply for. I can't do this.
I can't.
I'm pierced, and cannot move the shaft.
I can't.
I wish i could say good bye.
I can't.
I want to give up.
I won't.
I will not hurt whom I love anymore.
Never more.