can't do this anymore, Abel. I just can't. It's always the same, I—"
"Can you fucking stop being so fucking dramatic, Liz?" Abel retorted his voice lazy, like the words barely cost him anything.
"No, I'm not! You're high, that's all. And I'm not gonna keep fucking around while you do this to yourself. I already told you I fucking hate this shit. That's what ruined us the first time, and it's about to ruin us again. Like right now, dipshit—I'm leaving you." as she took a small bag to pack some stuff in it .
Abel leaned back on the wall, half-amused, eyes glazed over. "Baby, you always say that. Stop being dramatic. It's not like you're a saint either"
She didn't bother to reply her mind was running and she was busy shoving her things inside the bag, hands trembling with fury. Abel just watched her for a moment, eyes half-closed, like he couldn't believe she actually meant it this time, i mean he couldn't understand if she was serious or not this time .Then he moved, his legs moved lazily but at least they moved ; how . In two strides he was on her, pinning her back against the wall,
His breath hot with smoke and liquor. She looked afraid of him but clearly she didn't wanna show it but he felt it in that moment.
"No," he said, his voice suddenly sharp. "No, you're not doing this to me. Baby, please… pretty please. Don't walk out. You know I love you. i fucking adore you. You know how miserable I am without you." His forehead pressed against hers, his grip tight on her wrist. "Don't leave me. Not again."
Her jaw clenched as she met his bloodshot eyes. For a second, there was almost pity, affection, compassion, love- but slowly it hardened; to something deeper disgust, hate, this was bullshit
"Oh, I know how miserable you are without me. That explains all the heroin and other shit you take when I'm not around. And it explains how much of an idiot I am running back to you after I heard you overdosed, an even bigger idiot for saying yes to you. But I won't keep playing this game anymore."
He said nothing—probably because he was too high to think of something. She didn't know, and she didn't want to know
"Go fuck yourself," she shot back, shoving him off with all her strength. She snatched the bag from the floor and stormed toward the door.
"Go comfort yourself with the other chicks you fuck behind my back,love" she spat over her shoulder, voice cold and final.
The silence after the slam of the door was deafening.