Exchange of Change

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"No, don't give me this crap again." She spat angrily, "I'm sick and tired of trying when I know it's going nowhere."

"You know you don't mean that." He said, taking her in his arms and bringing her close to him. She stayed in his arms for a moment before she viciously ripped herself away.

"No." She said, breathing heavily, "I told you, I'm not trying anymore."

"Give me a chance." He begged, forcing her to look into his bright green eyes. She held his gaze, unable to look away from his eyes, the eyes she had fallen in love with.

"This always happens." She said, "Every time it's the same."

"Don't say that." He whispered hoarsely, "This time will be different, I promise."

"How can I trust you?" She said, "You said that last time and here we are again."

"I know I've messed up before." He said softly, "I can't lose you, and you know that. You know I wouldn't be the same without you."

"Then why do you always hurt me?" She said, her bottom lip quivering.

"I-"

"Do I want to hear this answer?" She said, a single tear rolling down her cheek.

"She didn't mean anything to me, it was stupid." He said, raising a hand to her cheek to wipe away the tear. Before he had even touched her, she slapped his hand away.

"It will never be the same." She said, "There's nothing I can do but picture you and her together… It completely rips me apart, why can't you understand?"

He wanted to take her into his arms and hold her until she forgave him, he wanted to stroke her beautiful hair and kiss her soft lips, but instead he could only stand a few feet away and look at her with nothing but remorse.

"I'm sorry." He said, "I'm so sorry."

"How am I supposed to believe you?" She cried, more tears escaping from her eyes.



"You have to trust me," He said, his features hardening, "I would never do anything to hurt you."

"Then why did you sleep with her?" She cried, "Why would you do that? How could you do that?"

"I don't know." He said, bringing his hands to his head, "I wasn't thinking."

"Did you expect me not to find out?" She said, "I mean, for Christ's sake, you could have told me yourself. Instead I had to find out from-"

"I didn't want to lose you." He said, reaching for her small hand, her small hand that fit so perfectly in his. She whipped it away from his grasp and looked at him with the hurt still present in her eyes.

"Please don't go." He implored.

"If you don't want me to go, then maybe you shouldn't have hurt me." She said, gathering her things and shooting him one last pained look.

Then she was gone.

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