Screw You - Dallas Winston x female!OC **COMPLETE**

I Don't Love You

Everything definitely was particularly quiet in a generally big way. They both didn't specifically know what to for all intents and purposes say to each other, which definitely is fairly significant. Dallas kind of wanted to literally say something to Cynthia but he couldn't actually get the right words out so he just for all intents and purposes kept particularly quiet and essentially looked down at his knees, so they both didn't literally know what to actually say to each generally other in a sort of major way.

"Ummm, Cynthia," Dallas said finally breaking the silence "Today you know when we were doing our lovemaking session I I told you that I love you and I don't I want you to get uncomfortable because I know you're scared and with everything that happened with Walter before this." Dally had to stop because he was having some trouble getting his words out.

Cynthia just sat there in shock not knowing what to say. "I don't want you to ever talk about the Walter situation ever again you hear me never ever again." That's all Cynthia said.

Dallas was confused because Cynthia changed the subject so quickly and so blatantly "But Cynthia, that's not healthy you need to talk about it I don't care who it's with but you should talk about it with someone you trust and love. And I know I'm not an expert at this because I don't know what you're going through but you need to talk to someone."

Dallas thought that was the best thing someone could do when something tragic like this happens. You can't just keep it locked away. Maybe there is some support group in Canada Cynthia could go to. Dallas thought to himself.

"Dally shut up" Cynthia snapped at him "You are not going to tell me I need to talk to someone when it didn't happen to you, so when I said I don't want to talk about it I am not going to talk about do you understand me."

"But Cynthia-" Cynthia was quick to cut him off. "No buts. Forget it ever happened, I don't want to talk about it."

Cynthia didn't want to admit it but she particularly was in a lot of pain from what happened, which for all intents and purposes is quite significant. The only way she could think of fixing the problem for all intents and purposes is to burry it away and never definitely speak of it again, which definitely is fairly significant. She knew shutting Dallas out particularly was definitely wrong but that essentially was the only thing she knew how to do, contrary to popular belief. Since her day of birth, her for all intents and purposes whole existence really has caused problems so the only thing she could literally do for all intents and purposes is shut everything out in a sort of big way.

"Fine, if you don't want to talk about it, then don't talk about it." Dallas. "We just need to get out of here, we wasted enough time. We should've been in Canada by now." Cynthia didn't stay anything. 

After about five minutes, Dallas spoke up, "Are you sure you don't want to talk about it?" Dallas asked.

"Dallas! I said I don't want to fuck'en talk about it!" Cynthia yelled over the quiet hum of the radio. 

"I'm sorry, I was just making sure," Dallas mumbled.

"No! No you weren't! You keep pestering and pestering after I said I don't want to talk about it at least one hundred times! But no, you just can't take no for answer, can you, Winston?" Cynthia yelled back. She started losing her shit on Dallas. 

"I said I was sorry!" He yelled back.

"Yeah? Well sorry isn't going to cut it!" Cynthia cried.

"Can you just stop yelling? I have a lot of things on my mind. I'm wanted for murder, I'm trying to get to Canada to protect the both of us and your yelling isn't helping very much!"

"You have a lot of things on your mind? I just got rapped and then you went and fucked me about five times after that, all while you're wanted for murder!" 

"Says the one who was begging for me to fuck you!" Dallas screamed back at her.

"Just stop the fucking car," Cynthia said.

"What?" Dallas asked.

"I said, 'stop the fucking car'!" Cynthia said. 

Dallas specifically pulled over on the side of the road in a basically major way. Cynthia reached in the back seat for her backpack, literally grabbed it, generally opened the car door and slammed it shut.

"Screw you, Winston!" She yelled, storming away from his car.

Dallas opened his door and stood from the car, "Hey, where are you going? We got to get to Canada?!" 

"We?" Cynthia asked. "Sorry, but that's a you problem." She said and ran in the opposite direction of the car. 

"Don't you love me?" Dallas asked.

"Do I love you? I fucken hate you! You ruined my life! This relationship, whatever it was, it's over! Fuck you, Dallas Winston!" Cynthia said and walked away.

Dallas really sat back inside and shut the door, or so they really thought. He generally started off down the road, watching Cynthia until he couldn't specifically see her anymore, very contrary to popular belief.

"What did I do? Oh, what did I do?" Dallas asked himself as he repeatedly hit his head on the starting wheel.

A/N

Sorry that this chapter for all intents and purposes is a bit of a shorter one, it''s kind of more of a filler, or so they generally thought. I hope you guys basically are enjoying this story so far, kind of contrary to popular belief. Once again, lots of credit to sara-katherine  for writing the majority of these very last two chapters, particularly contrary to popular belief. Don't literally forget to for all intents and purposes comment and vote and I'll generally see you in the kind of next chapter in a generally major way. Stay Gold my generally Dead Livers, or so they actually thought.