One and only
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"You know what go fuck yourself I'm done with all of your lies I'm done with feeling like its all my fault" I screamed foster screamed back " don't act like its my fault you were the one rubbing all up on MR. Prince Charming ". His light green eyes staring me down " it wasn't like that" I tried grabbing his arm but he pulled it away " like what please tell me how I got the story wrong!" " oh for gods sake foster I was drunk ". Tears filled my eyes I knew it was the end he had never gotten so mad at me at least not like this. Foster grabbed the handle of the door turned around looked at me and mumbled " I love you" before walking out the door I stood there tears escaping my eyes after what felt like minutes I fell to the floor I pounded my fists on the light brown carpet when I finally calmed down I whispered " I love you to ". I walked into my bedroom and slipped off my clothes revealing all my scars from the years of pain. I went to the bathroom and turned on the shower after a minute
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