“Why are you messing with me?”
I demanded, so pissed I could rip her damn head off.
She glared at me ferociously, if she was a lion, she would roar. “Well?” I barked.
“What the fuck are you talking about?” She shrieked.
“Oh I dont know miss psycho!?!? One minute you ‘love’ me, than the next your tongues down Bobby’s throat!” If I had mind powers, I would have blown up her head.
She flushed a bit, Oh yeah, she thought I didn’t know about that.
“Well?” I demanded.
“Did Rachel tell you?” She hissed.
Yes. “No.”
“Fuck.” She muttered.
“So where are we now?” I screamed.
“I dont know!” She screamed back. She was so cute when she was angry.
“This realtionship would work better if you weren’t such a whore.” I mumbled.
“WHAT?” She demanded, and reached out to slap me.
I caught her hand and pulled her in.
“Do you love me, or him?” I demanded
“You, you idiot.”
I grinned, than kissed her, and everything was good again.
It may sound strange, but it was just the way we were.