The life of two

Quarrel

"Mia, please. Let me explain..."

"Explain what?!"

"I was drunk and she started hitting on me."

"You know what the saddest part is?"

"..."

"I actually loved you. I was so deeply, madly in love with you. And now it's far too late for excuses."

"Just let's sit down for a moment?"

He pointed at a park bench.

"Fine."

We sat down and he starred at me.

"What do you want?" Why won't you leave me alone?"

"Because... I still love you. And I know you still have feelings for me."

"Oh yeah. I have feelings for you. Just not the type you'd want me to have."

"You hate me, don't you?"

"I did for a while, until I fucked someone while I was drunk. You know, revenge sex is the best."

I stood up.

"What is that Noah guy?"

"Not that you deserve to know but yes."

"Oh so you're here as a couple."

"No."

"Stood you up?"

"It's actually weird. With the both people I've ever been, I always happen to get screwed, or actually not."

"Want help to make him jealous?"

"And why would you help me? If you're still in love with me. Wouldn't you want me to be with you?"

"Maybe you'll realize we were meant to be. But until then I can be your friend."

"LEAVE-ME-ALONE! I don't want you anymore. You fucked up."

He looked down.

"Okay. Bye."

He walked away. And I stood there and to be honest. I didn't feel good at all."