I got out of the theater and lied down on my bed. I felt depressed already.

What if I die here.

I heard the door open. I looked over to see Forrester. I got out of bed and stood up. I started at him.

"Hello-"

Before he could finish his sentence I ran up to him and punch him in the gut.

"What the hell?!" He groaned.

"What the hell do you want?!"

"I just want to talk to you."

"Fuck you!"

"What?!"

"You think I want to talk to you?!"

"Well you're all alone and beggars can't be choosers."

"I'm not a beggar and I'd rather talk to the wall."

"I know you're pissed because I took you away from your boyfriend."

"He's not my boyfriend and I'm straight."

"We have security cameras on the satellite."

"Okay fine He's my boyfriend."

"So, how long have you two been dating."

"Fuck you! I'm not gonna tell you!"

"Why not?"

"Because, you're the one who took my away from him! That's why!"

"I'm sorry."

"Then take me back where he is!"

"No!"

"What?!"

"No!"

I punched him again and he walked out of the room.