You let yourself into Bryce's apartment and it's quiet except for music playing in the back bedroom. His uncle wasn't home but you weren't surprised because he was never around. When you opened Bryce's bedroom door he sat up in shock: "What are you doing here."
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Several bottles of vodka clinked against each other as he positioned himself to look at her. You picked them up as he protested: "What are you doing? You can't just-"
You: *cutting him off* "I can and I did. Enough is enough."
Bryce: "Why do you care all of a sudden?"
You: "You know I care. Stop. You are better than this... any of this."
Bryce: *laughing* "I can promise you I'm not worth nearly what you seem to think I am."
You: "Just because you're mad at me doesn't mean you can give up on your life."
Bryce: "You think I'm mad? I'm a lot of things but mad doesn't even make the list."
You: *moving closer to him* "Then talk to me. Please."
Bryce: *starting to tear up* "Why? What will it change? Do you want to hear how sad I am? How I'm lonely? That I'm so lost I don't even know how to get out of bed anymore because the only thing I give a damn about is you? The only thing that ever made me feel worth anything was YOU!"
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Before you could respond, he pulled you down to the bed on top of him and kissed you. For a moment you were lost in the only kiss that has ever intoxicated you. You took a deep breath and gathered the will to push yourself up: "Bryce- I have a boyfriend. Stop."
Bryce: "A boyf- That Nick kid?"
You: "By the way, how do you even know his name? And what was with telling me he's no good the other day? You don't know the first thing about him!"
Bryce: "You really think I would let you just start hooking up with a kid 3 years older than you and not do my research about him? He's friends with someone who needs to drug girls to assault them."
You: "I haven't hooked up with him."
Bryce: "Out of everything I just said, the thing you're most worried about is making sure I know that I'm still the last person you slept with?"
You: *getting nervous* "What? No- I didn't mean it like-"
Bryce: "You still want me, I can feel it."
You: "No I'm addicted to you like people are to things that are bad for them all the time. But I'm not getting dragged back into this mess."
Bryce: "I never claimed to be good, but you still seemed to want me before."
You: "You're right, but right now I'm trying to do better and be better in this relationship."
Bryce: "Then leave. Worry about saving your boyfriend. I don't need it."
You: "Oh yes you do. See that's what separates you and me. I care even when I'm not getting what I want."
Bryce: "What do you want from me?"
You: "I want you to get your ass up and come to school because I refuse to let you give up this close to graduation."
Bryce: "I'm not going back to school. I'm done."
You: "Look, if I have to drag you myself... you're going because I love you too much to give up on you just because you've given up on yourself."
Bryce looked at you in shock at the words 'I love you' that rolled so easy off your tongue. You rolled her eyes and dragged him out of the door after throwing a hoodie and deodorant at him.
