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𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐀 𝐁𝐞𝐭?

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For all the love ilyy ♡

𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐀

I feel fingers like ants crawling all over my face.

Gliding and experimenting almost.

My eyes fly open suddenly panicked.

And in the sleepstruck haze a pair of gold is looking down at me.

"Morning diamond baby." Marlon greets, his voice raspy and hoarse, his torso naked stained by my bright red lipstick. "Did you sleep well?"

He plays with my hair.

And I'm still suffering from incredulity.

"Surprisingly yes." I decide to be honest.

I haven't necessarily lied a lot either.

Fifty-fifty, I guess.

The corners of his lips curl up before they falls again, a lost look in his eyes.

And for the first time I bet real sadness in them.

"Marlon?" I sit up pulling the duvet with me. "What's wrong seriously?"

His eyes finds me again passing me a sad smile.

"Nothing Leah, it's just sometimes I can't help but wonder if we really broke up before I post my memory or I became too unbearable for you...." His hand comes to grasp mine.

While I stay silent at the hit of the question....

"Was I unbearable?"

"Mar-"

"Give me the truth, Leah."

I swallow wondering just how do I frame it how unbearable?

"Yes." I answer way too simply than I should.

But he asked honesty not brutal honesty.

He nods his head.

"Did I hurt you?"

You hurt the only person I felt like I could finally know what having a real parent felt like.

"Yes." I answer the weakness of the words wanting to hit me, but I fist my hand welcoming the sharp sting of my nails. "Yes you hurt me, Marlon....a lot."

And God does it feel good to finally say that to his face.

"You hurt me a fucking lot." My eyes stings from the tears I don't want him to see ever.

His eyes traces the first teardrop something close to ache flickering in his gold ones.

He wipes the tear delicately.

"I'm so fucking sorry-"

"Sorry doesn't erases or undo things already done."

Especially bring back life.

He stares at me probably the most longest time he ever has.

"Why did you come back to me if I hurt you?" He whispers his lips brushing mine.

I smile some more tears falling.

"Do I tell the truth?"

"Yes please." He dips his head to my neck prepping small kisses.

"To see you get your karma." I stare at my stone face in the mirror while he bites my collarbone.

"To see me get ruined."