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Hell, itWe wanted different things She knehat I was after, and she figured out what she had to do to get the one thing she cared about

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It felt different Pretty early on, it felt likeshe cared about

She wasn’t pushing it She wasn’t grabbingrid ofat first but finally opening up and slowly beco Even when I limited e did because I kneillpoith her was and alill be shit, she kept our pace She ith ood liar

Why would she tellif it wasn’t true? Because I hurt her? Because I reacted?

That disc God, fuck, that disc I never should’ve picked it up Never should’ve played it, not without asking Brooke what it was first Just knowing about it, I could’ve gotten past that and enjoyed ht with her I could’ve pretended it didn’t exist

Maybe

The truth is, I don’t like thinking about Brooke with anyone else Ever I don’t want to know about it I don’t want to run into some drunk tosser who’s been with Brooke and makes it bloody known he’s been with her, and I sure as fuck don’t want to see it happening

Watching her with so what’scame close, yeah, I reacted I reacted how anyone would react seeing so pleasure you aren’t giving

I was angry Murderous Rage running in my blood, and the pain, fuck, that was the worst of it I ached in my bones There was a hole in ed the back of my throat I couldn’t breathe

I looked at Brooke and all I could see was her with him

I looked at Brooke, and all I could see was the woman on that disc, not the one I knew

Not the soft, vulnerable wo hed and played with me, or the one who told me she loved me and that she was ht I was yours I want to be"

Did I iine the hold she had around ine this Brooke?

I looked at her, and I couldn’t breathe I couldn’t think I gave her er and my pain I spoke without consideration I reacted

I reacted, asking so I was sure ofI knew she was, but I barely saw her tears I couldn’t focus on that Then she spoke and her answer gutted me Her truth

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What if it wasn’t? What if Joey is right? What if ere both saying shit we didn’t htless of the other person Not seeing each other’s pain and only feeling our own