Saturday, March 2, 2013
I love you, Bro
“What’s that?” Anthony asked.
“Open it.” Brett responded.
Anthony hesitated before lifting up the lid, peeking inside, and slamming it down. “What the hell?” Anthony demanded.
“No, I’m serious.”
“A ring? A fucking ring? How many times do I have to tell you this. I may look like Sarah, but I’m not Sarah!”
“I know! I know you’re not Sarah. That’s exactly why I’m asking. Sarah was beautiful, but a bit of a pain. But now that you’re her. I mean, my best friend’s brain in her body...how could I not want to marry you?”
Anthony sighed. He couldn’t believe he was having to do this. “Look, Brett, you’re my best friend. Yes, we’re best friends. We will always be best friends. Despite what I may look like, I’m still the guy who you would go to the bar with on Friday nights to pick up chicks. I still want that. I want chicks. I know some have been affected by the hormones of their new bodies, but Sarah’s really haven’t affected me. I’m a lesbian now. I guess I can also say this now: I love you, Bro....just not like this.”
Anthony slid the ring back over to Brett. Brett could only stare back at his friend with a terrible look of rejection.