Hey guys, so I had put something in my notes and i'm really not sure if I should do anything with it, but I think I'll let ya'll decide if it's good or not.
"It will never work out, Malachi." Freya screamed at him.
"Why not?" Malachi yelled back, his words cracking from the pain that filled them. "I want you. All of you, every bit. I want you some much it's hard to breathe." Tears began to form in his eyes.
Freya winced, like watching him struggle was the hardest thing she's ever done. But the hatred in her still bubbled up after all he's done. "Had it been anyone but you sayin it, I would've believed it. But I can't. Not because it's you." Freya told him.
"Then how? How do I prove it to you? How do I make things right? How do I fix it?" Malachi pleaded.
"I don't know." Freya told him. "But you damn well better figure it out," With those words she hit Malachi like a blow turned her chin up and walked out, leaving him there, on his knees, sobbing, every inch of him shrouded by heartbreak.