The fight

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You and Manson get back home from a party you were just at. You are a bit pissing but everytime he asked you what was wrong you just said "nothing" or "I'm fine". And obviously you weren't. He finally sits down with you and says "baby what the fuck is wrong"? you say "I'm fi" He interrupts "NO don't tell me your fine, your not" you tell him "why were all those girls hanging out with you and then kept following you, even when I asked them to leave us alone, you took up on their side not mine even though I was right and I'm your girlfriend"? He then says "Baby they weren't doing anything with me, there fans and I love my fans" you ask "well do you not love me"? He says "I love you more than anything but I have to be nice to fans" you say " well you went against me, and you never take up for me when a fan is being mean to me" he replies "baby I'm not against you..." You interrupt and say "stop calling me baby"! He says " what the fuck is wrong, your mad about my job"? You say " NO I'm mad about you, your doing a bad job at being a boyfriend, your always against me, ALWAYS. No matter who it is" he says "no I'm not but believe whatever your starting to piss me off. Your always jealous, even if I look at another girl". You say "you know why? It's because I'm scared of losing you and I'm scared of being replaced. I don't wanna lose you". He says "well your about to" you say "what the fuck because I love you?" He says "if you really loved me you'd trust me" you say "I trust you, I just don't trust all the girls". He says "or me". You reply "ya know I'm sick of this". He says "me too, maybe I should find a fan that isn't as jealous as you and is better then you". You try to hold back your tears when he said that and all you could say was "you should". Then you go to you room. Tears poured out your eyes for hours. It eventually made you really tired so you cried yourself to sleep without Manson there cuddling you.

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