The two had returned home, Ella marched in, stomping on the tiles with her heels as if she was about to break them, followed by Shane who was on his phone conversing with whoever.

She took her heels off one by one and threw them to the side aggressively, she made quick eye contact with him while he nose flared and her eyes twitched.

"Hol on, imma call you back" Shane said.

"Yo! aye!" He yelled.

She continued walking, ignoring him. He paused for a second then stormed up to her and pull her  arm almost losing her balance, she gasped.

"What?!" She exclaimed looking him dead in the face.

"Betta lose that fucking attitude of yours shawty" He replied.

"Or what?!" She replied with a quickness.

He slapped her across the face, she punched him in the nose. He stood there rubbing it for a moment in shock then he twisted her arm while she screamed then yanked her, gripping her throat against the wall while she tried to get a hold of him to release her.

"Stop, stop, stop, sto-" she begged while her voice broke piece by peice and tears running from her eyes down to his hands.

He looked in her eyes, then placed his head on hers, while she silently squealed.

"I love you, can't you see that?"

He drew closer to her face while she curved it in every move.

"I'm asking you something" He said.

She licked the tears from her lips when he released her, putting one of his hands against the wall to stop her from leaving.

"I'm sorry about tonight" He whispered.
"I'm sorry I didn't make it on time"

"You're always sorry but never change" she replied.

"I'm sorry for being human, sorry, sorry but there's certain things I can't control but what matter is, we still have each other no matter what! Fuck Samantha! That bitch don't know what we have going on, she's a whore for all I care" He yelled.

He removed himself off of her when a small bag of white dust fell out his shirt.

They both looked at it then she looked up at him.

"I thought we spoke about this...and you told me you was gonna sto-"

"It aint mine.....bruh"

"What the fuvk you mean, it fell out your pocket, knock it off"

He raised his finger then stuttered.

"So you were lieing this whole time"

"It aint mine...."

"I don't give a fuck if you take em or sell em, I don't want you with it"

She snorted.

"You know what the fuck we went thru back then with the cops and all that and I just don't want to go back to that" She cried and plead.

Meanwhile he had his head down and his hands in his pockets.

"Get your shit together Shane, a baby might be involved" She ended, walking away, tucking herself to bed.

                       *******
The constant back and forth, pretending as if you don't care then the next minute your hand against my neck while I suffocate in your kisses then its back to square 1. Is this what love is like? Why can't it just be good? Why we gotta keep doing this just to get by? 
                   Ella wrote sitting there at peace yet distress as she watched the light of dawn peeked through her broken window.

Meanwhile Shane was looking for his second phone in the room, he thought maybe Ella had it so he went downstairs, creeping up behind her.

"Have you seen my phone?"

"No" she replied nonchalantly without even giving him a neck movement or an eye, just stillness and her back to his face; nothing but to him that meant more than something.

He looked her up and down while her back is still being turned to him. He ran upstairs to retrace his last steps, not knowing he would've ended up finding what he wasn't looking for.

A piece of paper.... Could it be a note?

It was crushed but he managed to unfold it, press it, crease it with his palms as if he was the one doing all the ironing.

He went back to Ella.

There was silence between them.

She realized he was standing behind her, she got annoyed and broke the silence.

"What?!"

"Stefon huh?" He chuckled while he played with the paper in his hand. "The guy at the fest? The one checking you out?" He added.

She took her glasses off, looking at him, her throat became dry as the heart took its time to up there, only a matter of time before things  get bloody, after all one is heartless, the other is on the verge of being so.

"The one you went out with that night i asked you who and who was there..." His mouth widened showing his yellowish teeth. "You a savage!" He cackled.

Ella stood there with a confused look on her face.

"Shane...."

"No, no, I saw the way he looked at you" He said, dropping his hands in his pockets walking around her.

"He likes you....I think you two should date" He said grinning.

"Wah-" her mouth widened.

"Nah seriously, you guys should, I....... strongly recommend, I'll help you pack your things" He said pulling out his cigarette lighting it.

Ella was still in confusion.

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