Appropriate Punishment

Appropriate Punishment

“Hey, Mary, what’s up?”

“I just came across your old boyfriend, Tony. What’s going on with him? He was acting like a fruit, and dressed like a drag queen.”

“Oh, good. It worked.”

“What worked, Sue?

“Just a little reprograming. He’s gonna spend the rest of his life dressing like a whore and acting like one too. He’s even got an addiction to giving men blow jobs.”

“Wait a minute. Are you telling me you did this to him?”

“Yeah, because the bastard cheated on me.”

“My ... God. Are you for real? What’s wrong with you!”

“What do you mean? He’s just getting what he deserves for cheating on me.”

“No, for cheating on you he deserved to lose you to a better man, which I thought you had with Mark. To turn him into a freak ... its sick. I... thought I knew you. “

“But...”

“I think I have to go.”

“Wait!”

“No. I...don’t even know you, Sue. Don’t call me, don’t come over. Goodbye.”

****

“Mark, what are you doing? Why are you packing your things?”

“I just found out what you did to your ex-boyfriend. You think I wanna hang around and see if you try it with me?”

“But he cheated on me, he deserved it!”

“Are you for real? Nobody deserves to be turned into something they’re not, especially not some sick parody of either women or gay men. The fact that you think its okay frightens me, and I’m not sticking around. Oh, in case you get the idea of thinking I deserve the same, I called in a few favors. One of the guys I went to school with is ... well he’s a professional leg-breaker, you could say. If something happens to me, he;s gonna pay you a visit, you get me?”

“But I love you, we were going to get married!”

“Like I would want to marry someone capable of doing that? I’d spent every day we spent together wondering when it was my turn. And you don’t even see what you did that was wrong, do you? Clearly, you need help. And I can’t give it to you, so I’m out of here.”

“Mark, please...”

“No. Stay the heck away from me. Lose my number, forget my name. And get some help.”

****

Days later, in a lonely house.

“I ... don’t understand. People wont take my calls, they turn away when they see me coming. They act like I have a disease, like I was the problem. But I’m not the problem, I’m not! He cheated on me, he deserved it.”

Silence.

“Didn’t he?”

End.



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