A reflection of the self and ego.

Bernard is sitting on the baseball field. he waits in there looking up at the sky. finally, Jack shows himself. he is there to show his true self for once.

Jack sits down. he looks up at the sky. he sighs. he thinks about the things he has done wrong all his life. the people he has hurt before. he then looks at Bernard. there are words that are meant to be told, but don't come out naturally.

"I am here to confess that I am sorry. I lament my past actions of violence. truth to be told. I never hated you. I never wanted to hurt you. I only did as Chloe asked me to do. but even then, I started to enjoy too much those acts of violence. now I reflect. I think and question myself. I think it is better if I end such a toxic romance that was never meant to last that long. eventually she would grow tired of me." said Jack.

"For the longest time I hated you. I resented you. I saw you as my enemy. but now I think that maybe we both were blinded by our emotions. something as complex as love can either be the most beautiful or awful emotion." said Bernard smiling.

"I don't think we can be friends. but let's not be strangers. maybe someday in a distant future we get to hang up. have fun. maybe then we will think about these days as childish acts of immature boys. I loved Chloe with all my heart. but she doesn't believe in love."

"It feels strange to talk. I feel different. I feel relief." said Bernard smirking.

they kept talking for a bit longer. they came to speak about any topic. there was nothing that wasn't too absurd. like calm water falling in the shoulders felt to talk. it was simple to start a conversation. but it never felt so relaxing.

they have more things to talk about. it is hard to admit that the person you love/ loved the most in the world can also be the one to cause you the most pain. 

Jack makes a serious facial expression. he doesn't want to give up on Chloe. he knows that she will eventually hurt him like no other. she will step all over his heart. but he can't let go of the connection he holds dear on his heart. he knows he has been a horrible person no matter what excuse he uses. he can as well take Chloe the way she is, eternally chained to her as a form of chastisement. it wouldn't be any bad that way.

Bernard has to reason to say he understands the other guy. he has no reason to console him or tell him what to do. all he does is observe how Jack has a mental duel against his own demons and guilt. Bernard sighs as he looks up at the sky.

"Do you love her? Grace, I mean you two seem to be close. Chloe gets vicious every time she sees the two of you too close like a pair of lovers. damn she gets jealous for another man, and I feel like shit. but that is love for you." said Jack with teary eyes.

"I can't say I feel bad for you. but I can't find satisfaction in your pain either. we all build up our own prisons. we make of the mind the inferno that burns any peace away."

there is a small pause. then some words are whisper. others are said loud and clear. then Jack looks directly at Bernard's eyes. he asks for a hug. they have a manly hug. then they say goodbye to each other. Jack stayed there thinking. feeling hurt. thinking some more. 

Bernard had better things to do. he stands up. he starts to walk away from there thinking of how positive the conversation was. he can think more clearly of the future he wants to form at the side of Grace. after a lot of thinking he finally understood that he can't be a coward no more as he dies for love. he needs to man up and confess.

if she takes him the way he is. good for him. if she doesn't. then there is always a tomorrow. he will keep himself positive and who knows? maybe she will accept him right away. or they will come a time in which she would see something in him and take it.

the world is so massive. so everlasting. such a glorious place to live. he can't waste the short-given time waiting for an opportunity that may never come. he can't wait for a miracle. he needs to fabricate a miracle with his own sweat and blood. he can't let time do him dirty. he can't let Grace be taken before he can ever confess.

love is a duel of strengths. love is a battle that you either fight dirty or clean. a war for the conquest that not many get to win. but not every lost battle is a lost war. not every lost war counts as a lost. there is always a victory hidden in plain sight. 

"She will know how I feel today." yields Bernard full of excitement.

Bernard keeps moving forward. he finds Pierre holding a Boquet of yellow roses. he is also walking towards the same direction. in front of them stands Grace.

"Do you truly believe to have a chance? you? I know her so well from the deepest and darkest corners of her soul. all the way to the points that make her explode as bright as a star. I am the only one who stands a chance." said Pierre full of pride.

"I don't care. I am doing it either way." said Bernard burning with confidence.

Bernard grabs Pierre from the collar. he pulls him back. before Pierre could even react. Bernard punches him with all his strength right at the softest zone. Pierre falls on the ground making inhuman noises. those noises are full of rage. Bernard steps on the roses. then he keeps walking forward feeling like today is the day.

Grace looks at Bernard. she is curious of what he wants to say. there is something about him that seems odd. then Bernard holds her hand. he kisses her hand as he kneels. he looks directly at her with teary eyes.

"Is there any kind of issue? what are you doing?" said Grace confuse.

"I am here to confess a truth that I had hidden prisoner on the depths of my heart. a truth that evolves in a trivial matter of seconds. a truth that possesses me at morning or night. a truth that leaves me prisoner. there is no doubt about it. it's absolute." said Bernard.

"Speak up. if ears to listen you need, here I am. what truth can be so vicious to keep you prisoner on your own body?" asks Grace slightly scared.

"The most beautiful of them all. the most vicious one. the absolute truth that will keep me forever chained to glory or the pits of hell. the truth of the heart. the truth of my love. a love that grows passionate for you. my truthful love for you." sincerely said Bernard. 

"What the fuck do you mean." asks Grace more confused than ever.

"It is as I said it. I love you. I want to be more than your sidekick. I want to be the person to share your worries and hopes. I want to know your darkest secrets. I want to know your sweetest side that you keep to yourself. I want to be your boyfriend. I am sorry but I can't wait any second more without revealing my feelings for you. my love." said Bernard.

"Can you give me a second? I am confused. I am not sure what to say. I need to think properly of the way to process such vile words." said Grace feeling intimated by his confession.