Living in the same apartment, an unsuccessful writer was madly in love with a struggling theatre artist.
Tried to kiss, Terry rubbed his unshaved cheek against the soft downy skin of Carol; then allowed his mouth to fall as if by gravity towards her lips.
"Why can't 'we' be just friends?"
"But for how long? I can't just be friends?"
Carol gripped Terry's shoulders and leaned away from him.
Without hearing, he ignored her protests; a horrible face overshadowed and raped her.
An unexplained pain, cramped in silence; Carol left a note before leaving.
"I have AIDS"
(written for the group drabble.gather.com, prompt:Sex and the city)