The Main Character

“Hang on, let me get this straight. You are allowed to be hypocritical since you wrote the game? Rules don’t apply to you?”

Silent nods follow from the person sitting across from me with their coffee.

“I don’t know who you think you are, but you cannot control people in this manner. Especially playing with their livelihoods. I refuse to play your stupid game, and definitely not the way you wrote it. You don’t get to choose what rules you break when they suit you and not allow any exceptions for anyone else! I am fed up with you soiling my life. It was so sunny before you made yourself known to me. I can’t trust you with this much ungodly power and treating people like pawns in this fucked up chess match. The game isn’t even chess that you created! Leave me out of it, please for the love of g-.”

I cut myself off still unsure whether to believe this person before my eyes when they call themselves a god. Sitting there clear as day in my mind. Broad shoulders, dark hair, facial hair covering their face, eyes as deep as the ocean. Sitting there holding the mug with both hands, warming their hands. Silent as ever.

Life. The game of life in the power of this almighty, allegedly, god.

People at the table next to me are brought to my attention for the first time since I sat down. They whisper loud enough between themselves that I catch the last of their sentences as they get up to leave. “Why is this woman talking to herself in that empty chair? Doesn’t even have the usual earbuds in her ears. Trust me, I checked to see if I was the crazy one.”

The couple leave and I turn my head back to the man before me. Gone. Hypocrite for telling me I have to stick around when the game gets tough.