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I see unleashed tears still in his eyes, as I look up at him, he won't even hear me out, I think to myself.

"He wont even hear you out, nor give you the time or day!" she says to me coldly.

I can feel his grip getting tighter around my wrist, I cry out in pain, he doesn't even let go he stares at me, he stares at me completely emotionless.

"Let go of me!" I whisper in pain, he doesn't though his grip just gets tighter.

"Why did you...why did you kill her!?" he asks, shaking me against the wall, hard enough for me to feel like he would kill me, if I wasn't already dead. But the physically pain is nothing compared to what im feeling inside.

"Look at you Liz, your pathetic, you get hurt because you let them hurt you and then you wonder why? You could easy stop Max from hurting you but what do you do? You stand there and shiver in remorse. When what did you do wrong?" she feels my head up with questions, why wont they all just leave me alone, I think to myself.

"Stop it..." I whisper... "STOP HURTING ME!" I scream in pain.

I see tears in his eyes as he throws me hard on the other side of the wall, I feel moistness under my noise as I'm now on my knees, struggling to get up. I touch under my nose and I feel blood. My nose is bleeding, I think to myself as I see Max on the other side of the room, just staring at me in hatred.

"He slaps you, he hurts you, he messes with your mind and what do you do, you let him!" I say to myself, as I see the image of me smiling.

"So weak and pathetic, you have done everything for him!" she says to me as she circles around me.

"Go on, tell him that you weren't the one who killed that bitch, I bet he wont believe you" she says, she is tormenting me, trying to get me to break. I slowly get off my knees, as I see Max's eyes glaring into mine. I can already tell that he doesn't feel any remorse nor sorrow.

"Pathetic" I scream

"Look how easy it is for you to lose my trust" I say as I spit out some blood on his floor.

He glares at me with hatred.

"Or maybe I never had it to begin with" I say as I look at him and smile.

"You don't know what the hell your talking about!" he screams at me.

"shhh, someone might here you" I say mockingly, as I wipe away the blood were it lingered on my face.

I see him clench his fist, restraining himself, trying not to hit me. I smile at him, a cunning grin on my face. I let out a laugh. "You are so pitiful Max, I always thought I was pathetic, like I was always in the wr-"

"You are!" he says, clenching his teeth together.

I walk around his room slowly, seeing the other me give a smirk and whisper,"finally"

I continue.

"There you go again...Max, talking about shit you don't understand!" I scream as I see him standing there clenching his fist and unclenching it.

"Tess is dead and so am I! She had a child..." I hold back a sob as I continue, "but how dare you try to hurt mine!" I scream louder. He looks at me, disbelieving my words.

"Your dead..." he says angrily.

"YES! Im dead! I'm as dead as they come! The only different between me and your bitch is I'm walking and talking while she is in a coffin living it up!" I say, now clenching my fist.

"You...YOU CANT BE PREGENT! Your child cant be alive" he screams.

I smile, a smile, which doesn't reach my eyes a smile, which is rather sarcastic. "My child, is dead" I say softly. Yet in reality i honestly dont know what my child is.

"What do you mean?" he asks angrily

"YOUR SO THICK! What I mean is, my child is dead just like me!" I give him another smile.

"My child needs to feed, its time for its meal" I say grinning at him.

"And I'm not going to feel any remorse nor sorrow because your getting what's coming to you" I say smiling. Yet I feel every single bit of pain that his feeling, I hold back a sob.

He looks at me yet continues to stand there, I see tears running down the side of his face.

"Don't back down now, Liz! Stay strong, remember how deceiving he can be!" she screams at me.

"I can't do this," I whisper to myself

"Pathetic, little Parker, still running off her emotions, they are what make you weak" she tells me, as she comes closer to me, trying to make eye contact.

I still stand there, looking at the man, I thought I loved, do love...

"He doesn't love you, how can he? When he fucked that bitch go on ask him if he enjoyed it!" she whispers.

"Did...did you...like it" I choke out, trying to hold my emotions together, trying not to let him see how weak I am.

He stares at me, I don't know what his thinking, I don't know what his feeling, I cant understand him anymore.

"Does he answers you, no he looks at you as if your nothing as if you mean nothing to him, pitiful, you are pathetic, Liz!"

I quickly wipe away my tear, which threatened to fall, I feel so insecure in this cold world. I scream out in a pain, as I hold my stomach, I slowly look up.

"My child is hungry," I whisper, I see him just standing there, not even saying a word. I slowly walk up to him and grab his neck as I hear him scream out in pain. I think about breaking his neck, but instead I lift him off the floor.

"Perfect parker isn't so perfect after all," I whisper to him as I hear him gasping for breath but knowing he cant he says three little words which I wish he hadn't.

"I love you" he says softly, I stare at him in dismay.