"You
just won't quit?"
asks Liam swiveling in his office chair.
"No,
I won't quit. I won't quit you, and I damn sure won't quit us,"
exclaims Scott as he stands in the doorway of Liam's office.
The
clear night sky, polluted by the city lights, engulfs the background
of the conversation.
"Look,
it was a holiday party, we got drunk, I kissed you. That was a
mistake. If you want to file a complaint, then do that; but stop
making it seem like we had a full on relationship. It's kinda
creepy," Liam continues as he adjusts his chair facing his
computer.
"I
know you want me. Stop playing with me LIAM!" Scott screams
banging his hand against the wall.
Liam
looks up concerned, but not showing it, "Don't lose your way
hon. I know everyone in this office is gone, but please don't
misinterpret my kindness with weakness."
Scott
stares at him for a while, and Liam looks up from his computer, "You
done?"
Scott
walks away shaking his head in a nodding gesture, as he pounds his
fist against the wall walking further into the unlit office space.
After
waiting awhile, and getting his bearings, Liam gathers his things and
prepares to leave. As he walks toward the parking garage stairwell he
walks past Scott's office. "Hey, let's have a conversation when
tempers are a lot less volatile."
"Have
a good night Liam. That talk sounds like it would be nice,"
Scott replies with a sinister smile drawn upon his face.
"Goodnight."
Liam continues, pushes through the stairwell door, walking down the
stairs. As he reaches the chilly dimly lit parking garage he fumbles
about his backpack for his car keys. He can faintly make out
footsteps in the garage. The sound puts him on edge, making him drop
his keys underneath a car beside him. He gets on his hands and knees
and reaches for the keys and finally, after a moment of struggle,
reaches them. He stands upon his feet, and turns to walk toward his
car, but standing before him is Scott. Liam covers his mouth to
muddle his scream as he bends over trying to catch his breath,
holding onto Scott's arm. As he regains his stance, Scott swings a
tire iron across the left side of Liam's head. His fall from grace
feels as if it takes place in slow motion, his body eventually hits
the cold hard pavement.
"You
just won't quit! You just won't quit! You just won't quit,"
screams Scott banging on his own head.
Those
words reverberate in Liam's ears as he his vision fades to black, and
his head lies in a puddle of blood.
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