#121 Tell Me, Veronica (500 words)

Inspired by: Tell Me, Momma 

Duke could tell something was off with Veronica all day. They got off the train and wandered around Yanaguana in South Central Texas. 

“What’s going on, Veronica?” Duke asked after the third time he caught her staring into the distance. 

“Nothing. Just enjoying the sights.” 

“Two days ago, you stole $3 billion and celebrated for a day. Do you really expect me to believe you’re happy to play tourists right now?”

“I am happy. I’ve got everything I’ve ever wanted.”

“You aren’t acting like it.”

“What am I acting like?”

“You’re acting like how you think I want you to act. I want you to be you.”

“I’m acting like myself.”

“No, you aren’t!”

“After every other heist, we’ve pulled whether we scored $500 or $500,000, you go hard. You take drugs, you sleep with people, you get into fights. Suddenly you don’t want to do those things because I said I don’t?”

“It’s not because of you. I just think maybe that wasn’t making me happy. I think I was coping because I wasn’t happy in our relationship, either.”

They turned away from each other. Once again, Veronica stared, seemingly, vacantly toward the distance. 

“I can tell you’re miserable already,” Duke said, breaking the silence. 

“What if we want different things out of life.”

“That would be okay,” Duke assured her. 

“But what if that means we don’t get to see each other as much.”

“That’s okay, too. If we go down separate paths, that doesn’t negate the time we spent together. We can still think about it fondly.”

“Do you think we’ve grown apart?”

“I’ve been thinking about that for a while. I don’t think either of us are happy in each other’s world.”

“I shouldn’t have dragged you back into this.”

“I wanted to try and make it work, too. You didn’t drag me anywhere.”

“Yeah, but now your life is in danger.”

“What?”

“I had breakfast with our assassin yesterday. He’s really nice, actually.”

“What!?”

“Jon’s not happy. He hired the best in the business.”

“WHAT!?”

Duke started to breathe heavily. 

“I think I understand how you felt with Zoe. I was just so upset about her taking you from me. I didn’t stop to think if I even wanted you in the first place. But after meeting Mark… I get it.”

“We’re breaking up, and you’re going to date an assassin?”

“I think he’s the only one who can get us out of this. Mark!” Veronica called out.

Duke now recognized a man standing where Veronica had been staring off. 

“What’s up?” Mark asked.

“Can you get us out of this mess?” 

“I think we can come up with something, but if anyone thinks either of you is alive, they’ll be chasing you for the rest of your lives.” 

“I wouldn’t mind a guy like you chasing me around.” Veronica said with a sly smile, “let’s come up with a plan.” 

Veronica grabbed each of them by the hand and led them to the train.

Published by einquin

Writing personal exploration flash fiction as well as building the foundations for a comic book universe.

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