"Isn't this everything you wanted?" she said as her eyes were slowly filling with tears.
She set a soft gaze upon the shadowy figure of his body in the darkness.
Mascara began to run ugly black streaks down her pale cheeks like tire tracks on fresh snow.
She grabbed a handful of the carefully stacked bills on the glass table and threw it in his direction scattering like doves being released at a wedding.
She took three deep breaths before speaking again.
"Please. Mercy me. Let me fall out of love..before you fuck her. I beg you. I gave you all my pills. I gave you all that I need. Baby..I see that she is beautiful. The most beautiful by far. I see that she makes you feel good, 'bout who you are.."
It was too late. He'd been sleeping with the Russian model for quite some time now.
He just stared blankly at the traffic light below as it changed from yellow to red.
she slowly rose from the couch and moved towards him still speaking, questioning.
"but you see how much I need you..
you see how much I care..
you see how much I care..
you see how much I care?"
All he could suddenly think about was his own needs.
She took his hand and took the lead to the California King bed. Sex appeal, why not?
This is what I come back to every time.
I've been spendin' all my time. Livin' for the thrill. All this money that I've thrown all this liquor that I've spilled. I deserve this. I deserve her body on my mattress.
"So when you ask me what I do, all I do is hurt myself. Inspiration's all I know. Inspiration's all I have. So I deserve this." he said as he stared at the ceiling fans rickety motion above them.
The room was moist, sticky from the rain that had fallen earlier in the evening.
She rolled onto her side and looked up at the side profile of his face.
"What do I do now that you're gone?
What do I do when I'm alone?"
She then laid back flat on her back, the same position as him then quietly said,
"You've been running in my head..
What do I do when I need sex?"
It sounded like she let out a small sigh. She then sprung up and straddled him grabbing his damp shirt clenched in her fists.
"You're my everything...
You're my heart.."
She managed to mutter out before swallowing what felt like a lump in her throat. She could feel the heat rushing back to her face as if she were about to break down in tears again.
"You're my everything...
You're my heart.."
He felt no remorse.
He grabbed the pillow from the opposite side of the bed and added it to his stuffing it with the two behind his head as he let out a long labored sigh.
"I thought I told you
A long time ago
Don't you fall in love.."
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