With that statement my plan fell through.

I knew when I saw her hit him that she hated him, but I didn't think she hated him enough to kill him.

"I'm so sorry to hear that" I said looking into her green eyes as she poured more wine and drank it on the ex.

"I can't wait to kill him" she said.

She's drunk.

But when you are drunk then you are the most honest so there are truths in those words and I have no doubt.

I was drunk but at the same time I was aware of everything I was doing.

I understood everything I was saying, but at the same time I didn't.

But I am most honest when I was drunk everything I said was honest.

I watched him for a few minutes when I got up and started kissing him.

I had to finally taste his lips for the first time that have enticed me since I saw him.

He kissed back all the time as he led me to his room.

He threw me on the bed and stood over me and started kissing me hungry again just like I kissed him.

Maybe I'll regret it tomorrow and maybe not.

Live once.