(flashback)

"Talk to me," he pleads, and I think it's the first time he's done that.

"You talk," I shoot back, acid creeping into my throat.

"I don't know what to say."

"Exactly." I'm shaking but I don't care anymore.

"Because last time you lied, and I believed you. And the time before too. And now I don't know where the lies start and where they end, and you can't tell me."

He knows this. We both know this but I needed to say it.

"Do you even know?"

"What?"

Is he crying?

"Do you remember them all?"

"All the what?"

"All the lies."

And then he's silent, and then I know.

"We need to walk," I say quietly.

"No, I need you to forgive me."

"How can I forgive you!" I yell, my voice scratchy from the volume and he looks down, silent.

"Because I love you."

"Maybe that isn't enough anymore."

His eyes flash, anger crossing his face in an instant and I know now that I've said was the wrong thing.

"What?"

"Maybe I love you doesn't forgive anymore"

His eyes are burning into mine but I can't break eye contact, I can't give in on this one.

"I'm leaving."

"No you're not," I grind out, but I can't move to save my life.

He leans into me, alcohol sharp on his breath, and his voice is deathly quiet.

"You don't fucking control me."

And then he's gone.

"Goodbye!" I yell, the word ringing off the walls in the empty apartment.

"I fucking hate you."

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the last of the flashbacks

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