touched_by_seshat: (Notebook and Pen)
Title: "Why Did You Pretend Not To See Me?"
Fandom: Original Fic
Words: 814
Notes: Started from the [livejournal.com profile] muse100 prompt of why did you pretend not to see me?





"Why do you pretend not to see me?"

Her voice was full of both hurt and anger, and he forced himself to turn to look at her. She was standing in the doorway, looking at him carefully.

"Mara..."

"No. I want to know why you acted like you didn't see me standing there when I know for a fact that you did."

"It's complicated."

"I'm your fiance, dammit. Completely ignoring me at a function like that and pretending that you didn't even see me standing there, watching you, is unacceptable." She shook her head. "I can't keep doing this, Geoff. It hurts too damn much."

"Mara, it's a necessary evil."

"Necessary for who?" Her voice was tight. "When you first told me that all of this was for my safety and security, I believed you. But now..."

"Now?" He had that heavy feeling in his chest.

"Now I'm wondering how much of this charade is for your benefit? You can get all of those girls to hang all over you and listen to your every word much easier if you play at the game of being single and unattached."

"You can't really believe that?"

"Can't I?" She shook her head. "Geoff, you looked right at me, stared me in the eye, and then glanced away like I didn't exist." She sighed. "You pretended that I wasn't there and went right back to chasing that blonde heiress."

"That blonde heiress can be the one who could finance my next project, Mara!"

"At what cost, Geoff?"

His eyes widened slightly. "What do you mean, sweetheart?"

"I mean, how much are you willing to risk and to lose for this newest project of yours? Are you willing to risk the band... me?"

He made a step towards her. "What do you mean?" He swallowed. "Risk you how?"

"I don't think I can live like this any longer, Geoff," she said sadly. "Watching you with everyone... all of those other women in public while you keep as some dirty little secret that you don't want anyone to find out about... it's too much."

He just stared at her for a long moment, quiet and at a loss for words for a very long time. "Mara..."

"I love you, Geoff, but I just cannot stand to watch the way you flirt and play up to all of these women to further your ambition."

"I'm doing all of this for us!"

She shook her head sadly. "No," she whispered. "You're not, not any longer, anyway."

"How can you say that?" He gestured his hand in the air. "All of the sacrifices... all of the late nights, I'm doing it for us."

"Bullshit, Geoff. You're doing it for you. You have been doing it for you ever since you realized that you loved all of the attention everyone is lavishing upon you." She finally let him see that there were tears falling. "You've lost yourself, Geoff. You've lost us."

Mara turned on her heel and headed for the bedroom, Geoff following her. He watched as she took out a suitcase and set it on the bed. When she started filling it with her clothes from the closet, Geoff tried to stop her.

"Mara... no, don't do this."

She moved his hands away from her suitcase.

"I have to, Geoff. I cannot live like this any more. It's not right and it's not fair to either of us. I don't know who you are any longer, and I hate whom I am becoming." She zipped up the suitcase and looked at him sadly. "I love you, and I tried to believe that you still loved me."

"Mara, I do love you. I love you more than anything."

She uttered a laugh that sounded somewhat hollow. "Not more than anything, Geoff. I can't compete with the illusions of life that you create when you're out in public." She picked up the suitcase and started for the door, Geoff trailing in her wake. At the door, she turned to look at him. "I love you. I just hope all of your ambitions and sacrifices are worth it one day."

He stared at her, not believing what was happening here. "Don't leave, Mara, please. We can work this out. We always have before."

She lay a hand against his face, looking into his eyes. "Not right now... not at this time, we can't. You're still set on this road like you have been for several months, now." She kissed him and then stepped back, her hand on the door. "Good luck, Geoff. I hope your success is all that you have hoped it to be."

Geoff didn't say anything until the door closed behind her and he heard her retreating footsteps down the hall and to the bank of elevators.

"Mara," he said quietly into the emptiness of the apartment. "Come back. Please come back."


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