Bad habits.

Bad habits.

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Everyone has a story. Everyone has a bad day. Everyone has a bad habit. ----- "Prove it!"I shouted at him at the top of my lungs. I was fighting back the tears that u had in my eyes, my chest feeling heavy, breathing hard. I stood my ground, I'm not going to show I'm weak I'm not going to let him see me cry. "El I didn't cheat I swear to god!" HD started to raise his voice. I could tell he was getting mad, his face was flushed, his arms flexing tensely, his baby blue eyes had become dark. I have to admit, I was becoming a little bit scared, I don't know what he's capable of and I didn't want to find out. But I was not going to let a man walk all over me again. "You're lying, you fucked her! You know you did! Everyone knows you fucking did!" I continued to yell at him. I was filled with so much rage, I didn't realize how close to his face I was. I could see the details in his eyes and how thick his eyelashes are. God he was my kryptonite. "I didn't fuck her! I love you!" He shouted back at me in my face. He said it with so much rage his face was so red and he had veins popping out of his neck. I stopped breathing, being mad, everything. He loves me, My heart stopped. I've been told " I love you" but never has it have an affect on me, like this one did. "You what?" I said ever so quietly. A tear began to run down my face and many more began to follow with it.
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