The Plant that is borne in the desert

Chapter- 1; How do Aliens F*ck????

Dev stared at the flickering cursor against the white blank page of his document titled, "Chapter Seven: I have a writer's block and I fucking hate myself xzgar!!*nnnzijbiwugdufwrfwqteu........". 

His gaze was broken by the familiar tune of his ringtone as his phone screen gleamed with the face of his best friend hugging a black cat  *Carla Perez, Facetime Video*. 

Dev answered the phone with a heavy sigh, "Heyy" he said in a mildly enthusiastic voice. 

"Heyyy, Biiiitch,................. Ohhh ? Bad time ?". she replied looking at his face. 

"Umm, Nahh,........ just a writer's block, tell me, do you think the Alien species would give birth to eggs or like are they viviparous and gestate??". 

"Oh, Wait...... WHAT THE FUCK  !!!? Why do you care how they reproduce? aren't they like Galatic invaders or something? and isn't your whole project a metaphor of complex political and governmental systems, but a space parody so why do we care how they reproduce?" 

"Ughh, It just IS important, you won't understand also they are social beings so it affects their herd system, also reproductive systems  assert some sort of dominance, that helps the readers better understand their hierarchical social structure, like honey bees and you know arthropods and besides sex stuff just naturally attracts the viewers and helps the point get across in a much simpler way especially for guys. Anyway, I will figure it out I guess."

"Wow, writing for the male gaze are we ? also you know, for a virgin nerd, you care a LOT about sex stuff, I mean have you processed that ?" 

"Jesus, Carla, wtf. That's so not true, you paint me as one of those creep nerds who write weird fanfics or alien porn comics, This is an ACTUAL, POLITICALLY Intense thriller which might as well get published one day and then you'd really regret not getting a signed advanced reader copy from me and speaking of not being a virgin, how is that black eye ?" 

"Oh wow, have I ever told you that I absolutely hate having a premium access to your brain" Carla said exasperatedly as she winced from the sun hitting her, she moved into the shade as the phone camera adjusted the brightness to picture the surroundings better. 

"Well speaking of the black eye, it is so clear now. It still makes me mad that she had the nerve to be the aggressor in that conversation." Dev expressed softly. 

Carla only sighed, a sudden sadness covering her beautiful features, "Well we broke up for a reason, she was toxic !!!  that's what the kids are calling it these days" 

Dev chuckled at her words, it was good that she could see some humor in all that had happened, "We ARE the kids, missy. I mean, it just goes to show just how blind she was, you know. She never cared about your needs, it is so very clear now. There had never been a moral scale to her judgement, she cheated and you caught up and when you confronted her and asked to move out, she punched you ? I am glad you called me that day. I would have liked to see her try punching me, that absolute bitch. I hope you don't have a guilty conscience for leaving her, you did good. You stood your ground mi amor." 

Carla didn't say anything for a while but her eyes glistened with unshed tears, "Mhmm, I guess. But it's just, I wanted some space and she could've just given me that and maybe we would have been back together, even stronger maybe. I just feel like I rushed through the break-up". 

"Don't you even think about it okay ? She may have been toxic, but hitting you ? a punch ? that's abuse Carry, I won't let you ever go near her okay ? I am going to pick your stuff up from her place, ALONE. You don't need to see her, EVER ? okay and never alone at least. It's okay. It is too fresh a scar to heal already. I am so sorry that it ended the way it did." Dev admitted softly, himself guilty that perhaps in his reluctance to invade her privacy, he may have allowed Carla to keep going with the relationship when there could have been very obvious red flags that he refused to point out, because he didn't think himself worthy of having a vote in something so personal to someone, he didn't want to destroy beautiful things for people. He would never tell Carla that, for it would only flare her own protectiveness over him and right now ? this simply cannot be about him, he could almost hear his mom.