Decameron: Now That I Have Tricked You into Loving Me [VIII/4]
chrsteenfromfiesole:
It boils down to this: when I catfished you at my cousin’s request, I was never expecting to fall in love. You were already in love, of course, with her, and when she gave you a handle to an account that had her picture in the profile, I’m sure you thought you’d made it. I’m sure you thought, “my weeks upon weeks of aggressive flirting have finally, finally paid off.”
The account was mine, as you now know, with a simple change of avatar and a promise to string you along half-heartedly all that was needed to pull off the switcheroo. My cousin gave me a gift card to The Gap. It seemed like a great deal to me.
I never expected to fall in love. Yet here we are. After months of online flirting, late night chats, heart-to-hearts, and promises to be together forever, I find myself deeply, truly enraptured with you. I know that I tricked you into this. I know you have every right to walk away, hurt. I am not my cousin, Christine. I’m certainly not as beautiful as her (though I do have a new shirt from The Gap that looks pretty good on me, not gonna lie). I’m nowhere near as charming.
But I can’t live the rest of my life without an answer from you: Could you love me, as the person who catfished you, yes, but also shared all those treasured moments online with you? Could you love me for me, Gabbi?
provostman9000:
Gabbi… I could. I want to be with the person I spent these all months talking to. I want you. I love you.
chrsteenfromfiesole:
lmao
Decameron is a newsletter recounting the 14th Century set of quarantine tales for 2020. Read the original story.
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