After the "CUT!"

Last Shot

"What ever happened to you two?"

It's that one question, the only question that they kept on asking and that one question she refuse to answer again and again.

But like most refusals, there will always be consequences. Her refusal to answer that one question, forced her to take one shot after another. It was not a good idea, especially with the fact that she gets frustratingly talkative and honest whenever she gets drunk – which is a rare feat actually.

But she is in a vulnerable state right now. Break-ups does that. So every shot, she tries very hard to clear her head. She tries her damn best to stay sober. She won't answer that question no matter what. Even after everything, she still needs to protect him, protect what they had, and protect what they would never be.

He was her saviour, her anchor, her lifeline. When she said before that as long as he is there she will always feel safe, she was not lying. He was her very own superhero. But now it is her who wants to do the saving, she wants to be the one to save him from the consequences of his own actions, she wants to be the one to protect him from things he has no control of, she wants to be his saviour.

Two more rounds, two more shots and she will not be coherent enough to refuse anymore. Her barriers will completely break and she will be left vulnerable. So she weaved this story in her mind, a story that sounded too good to be true in her not so sober mind, a story that will definitely put her in a bad light, a story that she hopes will compensate for all the times he saved her... She will lie for him.

"I did not love him enough" I love him so much.

But he was suddenly there; his presence loomed over her. He shook his head, took both shots, downed one after the other. He saved her for nth time, told the truth of the first time, and broke her heart the bery last time...

"No. It was me. I broke my promise, I broke her heart. It was all an act."

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A/N: Oh guys, fiction, wag funny. Most of the time, if not all the time, I write based on my experiences. And yes, this is closer to my reality than A and M's so no judgment please.

I just need to get all these angst out of my system.