Isnt life a bitch

We fight we break up, we kiss we make up

Going from the pouring rain to a warm car was making me sniffle, Johnny looked over at me to make sure I wasn't crying I think he knew how badly he'd hurt me "we gotta talk" this I was dreading "what's there to talk about... I hugged you not tried to suck your dick!" My sudden outburst Made the car jerk "Jesus Christ Beth! what's wrong with you!" Now he was as mad as I was.

"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you! You think you can play pick-a-boo with my fucking life? You showed up as I was about to kill myself! Pulled me off the side of a god damn bridge! Decided you wanted to take me away from the one thing I feared most in life! Then you made me trust you, made me open up to you! Like you really fucking cared about me! Only to throw me aside when someone else came along! What's wrong with me Johnny? What's wrong with you?" I paused to catch my breath " I spend so fucking long convincing myself I left for you so you could be happy.... But you know what? I left because I loved you... And I couldn't stand being second best to you, I didn't wanna have to compete for your love and attention because it was clear I wasn't gonna get it".

The tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife "you really feel that way? You really loved me?" Are you kidding me? "Yes, Johnny I do! You made me fall for you! You have been the only person in my life to care for me to show me, love... One second I'm all you care about and you're doing all these beautiful things for me the next your smoking cigars with other girls and having them sleep in your bed" I began to let my emotions get the better of me as he pulled the car over. Putting it in park he turned the engine off... I'm not easy for this I was about ready to flee like I always do when I get scared or nervous. Johnny knew what was on my mind as he reached over and locked the door "your not gonna run we gotta talk this out"... Fuck!

His eyes looked into mine as I looked into his they looked broken and sad like someone had hurt him... From there everything moved so fast! His lips touched mine and there were kissing and moaning and soft hair pulling so much that the windows had fogged up from our make out sesh... Someone pinch me, please? "I'm taking you home" he whispered into my lips I knew what was coming and boy was I excited