The Light of the Moon Page #5

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or do an infomercial or something.

Oh yeah?

Yeah!

"Do you want your man to cook for you?

Clean? Pick up his dirty

laundry off the floor?"

"Well it's easy!

Step 1:
Get raped. "

Whoa, tough room.

Ok, well -

I'm gonna go take a shower.

Ok.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

Is it?

You know, I'm really trying...

I know, I know.

It's just, like, a lot.

Well, isn't this what I'm supposed to do?

Take care of you?

You never wanted to

do that for me before?

Well, you didn't need it.

Didn't I?

It's just - It's just -

It's sad.

Well, yeah, of course, I mean -

it's going to be tough -

No, I mean, that it took this to get you to

make me something that isn't out of a can.

Ok, I know that it -

seems bad but -

Yeah, that's because it is.

Well, I can't change the past.

Look, I'm sorry, you're right,

it's - it's shitty.

It shouldn't have taken this

for me to get my act together,

but would you rather that

I just don't try at all?

No, that's not what I'm -

I'm just saying that it's,

like, all this effort all

at once - it's like, ugh.

I just want -

I just want the old Matt back.

I don't know if I can

just snap back to that.

Well can you just, please try?

Just for a little while,

just try.

Please?

Yum.

I saw the, um - pamphlets from

the hospital in the recycling.

Oh my god.

I just - don't you think that some

kind of therapy might be helpful?

Oh my god, ok - So because you

can't "fix me" with breakfast in

bed or whatever this is, I have

to go see a therapist?

No, I can't fix -

I can't fix anything!

I'm not asking you to!

Well, you kind of are,

because if you don't tell

anybody else,

then you're putting it all on me.

Fine. I'll stop talking to you

about it then.

F***, no, that's not I'm not...

Look, it's... I don't expect

you to get better right away.

Oh my God. "Get better?"

You know what I mean.

You've been through, like...

If this happened to anybody,

they'd need help getting -

Well, I'm not anybody!

Yeah, I've - I... I know.

I know you're not.

If I go to therapy, it's like...

It's like he's -

It's like he's all the way in.

Well maybe you could, just,

talk to Jack or your parents -

I told you -

Well, I don't think that he's gonna...

I don't think that they're

going to freak out...

Ok. Alright. They are not -

They are not like your parents, ok?

They're not.

My mom is still mad that

we moved in together.

She'll probably say this

was God's punishment.

So, just trust me on that, ok?

Ok, I will try

to go to a support group.

Really?

Yes, but you have to promise me

that you're not going to ask me

about - talking to my parents

about this again.

Nope.

Ok.

Your bartering skills

are very impressive.

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