He kept running his fingers threw her hair, he looked at her and smiled then he looked back up
"You know she probably is, but that is the reason why i can make it true and it not be so fake..actually..did you think that she would love anyone like you, she's tugged onto me because she fucking scared of you man, your not even worth fighting her over for, I can have her for myself."
he smiled again at her
(Sorry I was walking home-)
Abel: "Motherfucker...C'mon-Becks, lets go home-you're being crazy right now-"
Becks pulls away from Braidon
"No, you're the crazy one! What the fuck is wrong with you Abel!?"
Abel: "What's wrong with me-what's wrong with you!? Do you hear the way he's talking about you!? It's like he thinks you're a goddamn object-"
"Yeah, I know. I'm not saying that's ok. But neither is you screaming at him!"
Abel: "He grabbed you-"
"And if I wanted him to let go, I would've pulled away-but I didn't did I?
Abel: "So what-you love him now?
"Yes...no-I don't know!"
She throws her hands up, frustrated
"I don't fucking know-but I do know that right now I want to be wherever the two of you aren't. And don't you DARE keep fighting-or go after me-I'll punch you both if I have to..."
She storms out of the restaurant, shoving her hands in her pockets
It's dusty, the floors are concrete, and there's a hole in the rotting wood ceiling-cobwebs in every corner. There's a raised platform on one side of the warehouse-on it is a beaten up-moth eaten air mattress with a used computer sitting on it and a knapsack on the floor next to it. That's literally all Becks has.
