" Don't ask."
" What happened ?"
" I said, don't ask."
" I asked a question."
" I've got in between fight."
" No shit."
" I'm serious."
" Be."
" If I tell you the truth, you are going to be pissed."
" The truth, please. I don't like this bruise at all. Go on."
" May I quote ?"
" Yeah."
" A message from your friend at college."
" WHAT ?!"
" Babe, stop."
" NO !"
" Please, I'm tired and I've got a headache, could you shut up ? Please."
" I will find him or her, but now we are going to the police and -"
" No, stop it. You once dragged me there with your mom. One time was enough."
" Fine.. You've got better idea to find that oh-so-called friend ?"
" Babe, I don't want to. And we both know why I have a bruise, so stop right there."
" Actually, I do care, because even I wouldn't hit you."
" I know."
" Our neighbor will call the police and tell, I did it. Will you ?"
" No worries, it was probably one time."
" I hope so."
" Will you kiss me or not ?"
" I don't want to hurt you."
" You won't."
" I felt blood."
" Sorry."
" Stay at home. I will tell, you are sick."
" I don't care."
" Since when ?"
" Since now."
" No lies ?"
" No more."
" I love you."
" I love you, too, boo."
" Stop that.. And use my mouth wash, please. You kind of stink with alcohol. A cheap drink."
( Amy laughs )
" Stupid."
" Please."
" Okay, fine."
" Thanks, boo."
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THE PAIN
General FictionIt's all about the pain... and all of the memories. The best ones and the very first ones, when her life has changed immeasurably. ✖️ ✖️ ✖️ ❤️ m i l e s t o n e ❤️: [the highest rank] July 6th, 2015 ➳ 123 in General Fiction
