Write as much as you can in fifteen minutes using two words given to you. Words may be reused, but the writing/story will always be different.
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Writing Prompt: Fun and Car
I sat in my car outside of Chandler’s house. Since I had gotten into it with his wife, I usually tended to keep my distance when possible. It was obvious I didn’t like her and that she didn’t like me. We both respected Chandler’s wish to keep civil when possible. Chandler and I have been friends since we were kids. We grew up together.
We met Candace in high school. He loved her from the moment they met. He was wild about her. I liked her okay at first. My opinion of her slowly changed the more we got to know her. She strung Chandler on for over two years before finally giving in and going on a date with him. It was another six months before she agreed to see him exclusively.
I knew I was in trouble after that. Almost immediately after they transitioned into a serious couple, she made remarks about how inappropriate our relationship was. She brought it up every chance she got. She was convinced that him having female friends would give others the wrong impression. She was big on how other people thought of the situation. She was also big on being judgmental of others.
The funny thing is out of all the female friends Chandler had, I was the least of a threat. I wasn’t interested in him. I wasn’t interested in anybody really. Chandler was the only one that really got that and accepted me anyway. It’s one of the biggest reasons I adored him and stayed loyal to him. He was like a brother to me and I loved him.
As time went on, a lot of his female friends faded off. Not all of them. There were ones that Candace approved of and got on really well with. She tried for the first several months to get him to stop hanging out with me. He tried to play nice at first, but eventually he put his foot down. He told her that she could accept me or they couldn’t be together anymore. She never brought me up again.
It wasn’t until I was in college, that I realized that there was nothing wrong with me. I was considered asexual. I also discovered that I was interested in being in relationships with others. I just wasn’t interested in having sex. After years of believing I was broken, it was a relief that I discovered something major about myself. It was even more relieving to know I was not alone.
Through college, I dated many people. Men and women alike. I enjoyed their company. There were a few I even came to love. Sadly, not being interested in sex was a deal breaker for many of them. They preferred to move on to people they could be more intimate with. I couldn’t blame them for it. It was college. We were supposed to be having fun.
Candace, who had always had a problem with me, developed an even bigger issue with me after I came out as asexual. She seemed to think that I was dirty and tainted. She was afraid that my lifestyle might corrupt Chandler in some perverse way. I never could understand her attitude, but I left it alone. She made Chandler happy and she dropped it when he asked her too.
Chandler and Candace got married a year after we graduated college. I was the best man. It was obvious to everybody that Candace wasn’t happy about that at all. Unfortunately for her, Chandler insisted. He refused to do the wedding at all unless I was the best man. As impossible she was, I was comforted by the fact that she would move mountains to keep him happy.
Things came to a head about a year after they got married. She had just found out she was pregnant. Apparently them having kids was the turning point for her. She didn’t want some freak of nature around her kids. I got fed up. I went off on her. I let out years of pent up emotion out on her.
Chandler wound up having to break up the argument. He made it very clear that we were both in the wrong. After trying to mediate between us for two hours, he conceded that we just wouldn’t ever get along. He made it very clear that he wouldn’t quit having anything to do with me, but that he wouldn’t force us to try to be civil to each other ever again.
It had been three years since the argument. Chandler and Candice wound up having twins and gave birth to two more children. They all love me. Candace and I have developed a small truce in regards to where we tolerate the other’s existence, but we barely speak. I try not to be around her without the children around if I can help it.
My thoughts were jolted back to the present as I watched Chandler open the front door. His body stance looked tense. He turned around to face me and I knew something was wrong. I watched him walk to the car and he got in and shoved the door shut forcefully, yet gently.
“Everything okay, Chan?”
“Let’s just get out of here. I’ll tell you on the way.”
“Are you sure? We can cancel if you-”
“The last thing I want to do is cancel. I need you.”
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