Fall seven times, but stand up eight.

"No don't leave me talking here like an idiot. I'm asking you something. If you walk out right now Tamara, I promise you that I'll be done with you." I tell her meaning every single word. She turns around and looks me dead in the eyes.

"Yes."

"You screwed someone else. Are you..are you kidding me? Is this why you have a busted lip? They caught him too or what?" I raise my voice and walk directly to her.

"I answered already and that's why I'm beat up." She says and what sends me over the edge is seeing how perfectly fine she is while saying it. I grab the first thing in sight and I smash it into the wall. My vision literally blurs.

"Get out." My breathing is barely controlled.

"I'm sorr..."

"I said get out! Get the hell out of my house Tamara."

"I'm sorry!"

Before I can process what I'm doing, I grab her arm hard and as I'm guiding her out the door she takes me by surprise and slaps me making my face go numb instantly.

I throw her arm making her turn around and she nearly looses her balance. I burst out in laughter. It's no where near genuine. It's just the only thing my brain can think of doing.

"You're never going to find someone who will care about you as much as I did. You were just like all the other girls who were only interested in the money. I wish I was there when you got caught. I wish I could've seen you get beat up."

She straightens up and slaps me a second time only making my face go more numb. I look at her and instantly let go of all the love I had for her. This is why I didn't want to date. This is exactly why.

"Get out".

She turns on her heel and walks out taking the last bit of dignity I have left with her.