This was a picture prompt responses=. I know people typically go romantic at the top of the Ferris Wheel, and I decided to go another direction. This is the story of Georgia who decides to deliver the bad news at during the 2 minute romance stop. My first attempt at this was a 1200-word story, that will not take place on a Ferris Wheel. Far too much back story in that one.
I palmed operator 20$ as I passed, quietly asking to be stopped at the top on our second spin for 2 minutes. I got on the Ferris Wheel beside my boyfriend, and the ride started to spin.
“Georgia,” He started, and I cringed, hating the sound of my full name as I always had. “I love you, and I have loved you for a long time,”
Oh no, he couldn’t possibly be this cliché. I tuned him out as I looked down at the near empty fairground, and steadied myself for what was coming.
The ride shuddered to a stop, and I put a finger to his lips to silence him. I had this timed down to the second, and it was my turn to speak.
“Jordan. I am sorry, but it’s over. I know that we have been together a long time, but I don’t see a future here. I told you I wanted to wait five years to get married, that I don’t want kids, and you don’t respect that.”
I deviated as I continued. “The fact you are holding a ring right now tells me that you don’t respect my choices, and the fact you think you can romance me into saying yes, well you don’t really know me at all, do you? I don’t see the point of dragging this out, so this is goodbye.”
The ride glided to a halt at the bottom, and I got off, running before Jordan could follow.
It was over.
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