Demolition Lovers

Or We'll Die Like Star Crossed Lovers

“Briiing, Briiing, Briiing, Briiing, Briii-”

“What?!”

“Kat, you know it wasn’t my fault!”

“No, I don’t know that.”

“I was…I was drunk… I don’t remember any of it!”

“That’s not an excuse. If you really loved me, wouldn’t you see past the beer?”

“It wasn’t just beer… I think.”

“That doesn’t matter! Any alcohol!”

“I’m sorry.”

“What else was there?”

“I don’t know… but when I’m drunk I usually remember things…but now I don’t, it must have been more.”

“I hate you taking drugs and getting drunk, but now you want even more?”

“No…I…”

“You what?”

“Since that day I haven’t had any drinks or…any drugs.”

“Hmmmm…”

“I’m that dedicated to you.”

“How do I know you aren’t high right now?”

“You can tell from my voice. Do I sound high to you?”

“I don’t know….”

“Do I?”

“No.”

“Please, Kat, I need you!”

“I have to think about it.”

“What’s to think about?”

“Whether I trust you? Whether I think we should get back together.”

“I already proved it wasn’t my fault, and I’m quitting all that stuff!”

“I don’t know….”

“Please.”

“Let me think about it.”

“I love you.”

“I’m going to go now.”

“Just know I love you.”

“I-I do…”

“Bye.”

“Bye.”
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