you were like an undercover spy, your phone sticking out of your shirt pocket, recording.
"Leo? can I talk to you for a minute?"
"sure babe. what's up?"
"Are you cheating on me?"
silence.
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I cringe at myself. I look so taken back. surprised. I hate it.
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"um. no. your sister and I just talk. a lot."
"godamnit. just tell me the truth."
"we've talked about meeting up and you know, doing stuff, but I didn't have the balls to do it."
"well aren't I lucky? I got a shithead for a sister and a boyfriend who "doesn't have the balls" to cheat on me. isn't that great?"
"I'm really sorry."
"if you were sorry you would've stopped a long time ago."
"are we... over?"
"I don't know. you tell me. are you worth fighting for? or am I wasting my time?"
"I'm ending it with your sister. you're the one. I'm so sorry."
"how do I know I can trust you?"
"I'll let you check my phone? I promise to treat you better. like the princess you deserve to be. I love you. I don't know what I was thinking. I'm so sorry."
"just tell me if you don't want me anymore. tell me right now. i need to know."
"i want you."
"i still don't trust you."
"i know."
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Captured Love {#Wattys2016}
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