Ain’t Worth the Trouble
"We could do it, ya know?"
I raised my eyes from the paper and found her wide-eyed and pouting, a little girl begging for a snack, “Do what?”
Clara slapped me on the hand, “Don’t pretend you don’t know what I’m talking about, Clive Harris.”
She was pretty serious when she addressed me by my full name, reminded me of my mother, which isn’t a good thing about your lover, “Well, we did it thrice yesterday evening already, but if you’re good to go I’ll take you on this table right here and now.”
"Oh shut up. Stop making jokes when I’m talking to you about serious stuff."
"Hey," I said. "I take pleasing women very seriously!"
"Oh, so you’re afraid," Clara got from the table and started pacing in front of me, like a lawyer in a courtroom, making her case, "You’re afraid to take me and let me leave my husband."
"Listen, I’m not afraid."
"Bullshit, Clive!" Clara turned her back to me and sighed, "You know he’d kill us both."
I sighed too, got up and tried to hug her from behind; she didn’t let me, so I leaned back on the table, “Turn around, Come on,” And she did turn around. Her eyes were all watered up, mascara starting to run down her face. “You know we can’t run. He’d find us, wherever we may go. You best of all people know what he’s capable off.”
"So what do we do! Just…nothing?" Clara said, "I can’t live with him anymore! I can’t."
I tried to grab her, pull her close, but she resisted and walked away from me, “No! You don’t get to do this. I won’t calm down. I hate every minute I spend in that house knowing he could kill me for the fun of it. He’s insane, Clive!”
"He’s a mobster, of course he’s insane. He wouldn’t hurt you though."
"Bullshit!" Clara slapped me right across my cheek, strong enough for me to step back. "You have a choice. Either you promise me we run, soon, now, or I go. I can’t keep doing this. He’ll kill us if he finds out too."
"He won’t find out. Okay, I won’t let him hurt you."
Clara just shook her head, “Nope, you promise me.”
I stayed silent for a while. Looked at the floor, thought about it, “I can’t.”
The answer disappointing her, but she nodded. Clara grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in towards her. She kissed me fiercely, with passion. It was a good kiss, a goodbye kiss none-the-less. Without a word she walked across the room towards the door. Her walk was slow, giving me time to reconsider. Yet, she was at the door and I didn’t change my mind. Clara opened it, she stood at the doorstep and turn her head back. She was pleading me with her eyes, begging me.
"Please?" Clara mouthed towards me.
"You know I love you baby, but it just ain’t worth the trouble," I whispered and watched the woman of my life leave through the door.
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