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"I don't even care anymore."
"I don't even care anymore."
"You never care." she said.
"Shut up, I always care about you."
"No, you don't. You barely know me and… and….. you just don't ever care!"
"Then if I didn't care, why am I here?! Why do I always follow you everywhere you want me to!"
"It's just…. you aren't….. you can't……."
"I'm not what? What can't I do? Tell me, Samantha."
"Forget it."
"No, tell me. Now."
"Leave it. You would better off not knowing it than to have me tell you."
"Okay then, oh and you don't know everything about me."
"Fine. If you're so unhappy here then just go."
"I'm not gonna go after you asked me to come here."
"Well you seem to want to leave, so go!"
"Why would I leave the love of my life?!" He yelled as he looked straight into her eyes, ready to be rejected.
"Because you….. what?"
"It's true, I-I loved you ever since I met you, Samantha. I know you probably hate me now, but I would have regretted not telling you if I didn't."
"I need to go." Samantha said, running off into the night.
"What are you talking about?" He said, running after her. Regretting everything he just said.
Samantha hailed a cab to take her home. When she got there, she locked herself in her room.
He ended up using his motorcycle to go home and slipped a note under her door. He quietly left to his room, and went on his laptop to distract himself.
The noise of several gunshots came from Samantha's room, followed by some loud shouting and colorful language.
He thought Samantha was practicing her shooting out of anger and scrolled through random stuff on his computer.
Samantha walked out to the kitchen. "Damn, I'm starving." she muttered to herself.
He stayed in his room and looked through his laptop, wanting to give her time to think.
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