I Didn't Do It..

I get I fucked up! I get I slept with someone and didn’t listen to my sister when I should’ve, I’m dealing with the fucking consequences! But you don’t have to be such a prick about it! My life is already fucked up!! (Breathing heavily, gritting her teeth and not caring that a tear was able to fall from her face) you tell anyone about this and I will fucking kill you.

You think I want to act this way? It’s all fun and games when you butt into other people’s lives but you want to cry about it when it’s turned around on you. You dont think my life is fucked up either? [he shrugged his shoulders] Like I said, forget whatever you think about my life and I’ll forget that I know this. Deal?

(Grits her teeth and shoves him) You’re such an asshole!! You think this shit is funny?!? It’s not! I didn’t ask for this to happen but if fucking did and you’re acting like it’s some kind of joke!!

Am I laughing? I dont find you being pregnant funny. What I find hilarious, though, is you waltz on in on my brother and I’s conversation and think you know everything about us. Now that I’m in your business, you shove me and call me names. I like it, though, makes me get real angry. I think Damian’s friend called me asshole after the first stab.. But, you’re the one who was sleeping with people so I mean, you may not of been asking for it.. but doesnt seem like you did much to prevent it.

(Bottom lip quivers and tries to breathe, trying to control the tears from falling and quickly tries reaching over to grab it) Give it to me!

[he smirked a bit before lifting the paper in the air] Doesnt feel so great having people in your business, huh? Stay out of mine and I’ll forget what I read.

No! Don’t look at that!! (Quickly tries to reach for the papers he picked up)

[he turned quickly so that she couldnt reach it and read over it.] Wait.. you’re.. [he turned to look at her] You’re pregnant?

(Rubbing her eyes and walking and bumps into him and drops a couple of papers) Awh shit.

[looks at her before crouching down and picking up the papers] What are these? [he looked through some]

Why so nervous stranger?

What makes you think I would tell a “stranger” my business?