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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
e
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