Pallid

"Please don't," I murmur, watching as she sits on the edge of the bed with her compact mirror. She opens her eyes and sucks in her cheeks as she puts on some more makeup.

"Please don't what?"

"You know what."

"I'll do what I want." She pouts at the mirror, putting on some lipstick. "You can't stop me."

"He's only going to hurt you again."

"I hurt you all the time."

"But I love you, Celeste. Don't you get that?" She laughs.

"And he loves me too. What's so hard to understand about that?"

He only loves having sex with you and roughing you up afterwards.

That's what I should say.

Instead, I say, "And you don't love either one of us huh?" She doesn't answer and instead stands up, flips her hair up and down a few times.

"Don't wait up, hm?" She blows me a kiss and leaves after that, slamming the door as per usual.

This isn't right.