"I thought... I thought all the verbal abuse, the weird looks, the bitchy comments behind my back... I thought they were worth it I thought..."
"Look. I just.. it was worth it coming back to someone I thought loved me"
"Fuck.. how do you ALWAYS manage to make me feel bad for you?..."
"Sure I was far from perfect.. but I was.. I was so loyal to you- do you know how hard it is to do the job I do when you're spoken for?"
she's silent, tail flicking in an anxious twist as she listened
"It gets hard to believe when you say it and don't change. You're scared of confrontation blitz"
"Nothing resolves when you tuck tail and run-"
A frustrated sigh, hands folded, squeezing against her body...
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look .. i’m sorry , 𝗏𝖾𝗋. i — i know i was shitty to you. satan’s balls , i was awful. and ..
the worst part ? , is that i can’t change that. i feel 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦.
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.....
if this wasn't part of her whole thing she'd of slapped him.
Stepping in front of him, shirt lifting, boobs falling out
Before she quickly pulls it back down
"Fuckin pervert"
"Little hard to believe when you stole my fucking cards and left me"
"And that's the first thing out your mouth..."
her gaze is avoidant, she can't decide if she should be hurt or angry with him for that comment..
"You're boss fucked over so many people I could throw a massive fucking party with everyone he fucked over"
"So yeah, it hurt"
"... sorry to hear that, if it was blitz you're welcome to the next one"
He pauses, finally turning to her.
“Look, I don’t know what exactly happened between you two. But I know it’s hurts. My ex… left me when I needed him most.”
-yeah she was good at that...-
stop talking the amount of shit that's coming out of it is insane you must've been dreaming cause that would never happen .