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of love & hate
a trial & retribution fanfiction

(i hate you,
hate you, hate you,
you fucking bastard.)

& in that very second,
it's true. she hates him
more then words could
ever describe.

— he doesn't hate her.
(how can he ever hate her?)

she screams, shouts,
throws everything in sight at
him all because he's arrived
home late and she's convinced
he's c/h/e/a/t/i/n/g on her.

in all fairness it's probably
not the first time he's cheated on her.

he doesn't say anything, he
can't answer himself out of it
as she can smell the perfume
& see the lipstick marks on his collar.

it's only when she
breaks down that
he tries to convince her it's all
perfectly innocent and
he'd never do anything
— to hurt her.

but
she's
not
stupid.

it's written in black&white,
he's a scumbag, a cheat, a liar.
and she knows, she's gotta go
because he's always gonna
shag someone else

— but she's
can't let him go
that easily
b
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c
a
u
s
e
he's the man of her dreams.

jottings — au, out of character and most likely doesn't make sense. if you actually enjoy it, please leave a review. tar. :3