“ i'm not mad , i just want to know why he's texting you these things if there's nothing going on between the two of you . ”
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“ i'm not mad , i just want to know why he's texting you these things if there's nothing going on between the two of you . ”
“ .. –– i mean you're here all the time anyway . what's stopping you from moving more of your stuff in ? ”
chews on his bottom lip as his head hangs . arms drape across his knees as he thinks of the best words to choose for this situation . he didn't know how to break it down in a way that wouldn't be offensive . didn't even know if his words would be considered offensive but he knew this was a conversation they desperately had to have . “ the reality of it all , priscilla , is that ; yes . i felt like if i called to let you know that my ex was in the backseat of my car you'd think something was up . for one , you don't trust me . secondly , you may not be flighty , but i know you don't like the idea of other women around me , especially not someone that i used to have feelings for . it doesn't matter that you have never left me . it doesn't matter that you say you've never wanted to leave me . there are facts . the moment you're uncomfortable , you will run . paris is a great example of that . ” tattooed hand runs over his face before he looks up at her . “ and not that i'm blaming you for wanting to go to paris , 'cause i'm not . it was a consequence to my actions . which also enforces the idea that if you don't like what i do , you will find a way to run .. ––– so , no . i didn't call and tell you that i took my ex home . instead , i waited until i got home to let you know because i wouldn't lie to you about it . but i had to make sure you wouldn't run . or , at least if you did , i'd be in a position to chase you . ”
watches her with weary eyes . not quite sure where to take this moment . does he stay , or should he go ? beyond conflicted . “ i just don't know what to do in this situation anymore . i'm sort of torn . ”
“ maybe i wouldn't be so mad if you didn't react the way you do . i barely talked to the girl and here you are blowing shit out of proportion ! ”
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“ you want love so bad but have no idea how to receive it . so you keep trying to sabotage what we have because you're scared .. ––– i'm not going to keep chasing you ! ”
“ it's funny , thought you didn't feel good . ” he remarks , standing over the section filled with girls , towering over his tipsy girlfriend . “ but here i am finding you in a club , half - naked with all these men drooling over you . c'mon , let's go . ”
“ .. ––– right , we're not together . stupid of me to think that you'd be honest with me for a second instead of pushing me away . ”