Bad Lover

His speech only increased the hatred in me. He's been repeating the same excuses over and over for years. It's always my fault and never his. Expert in the art of brain reversal. A hell of a manipulator. How did I fall in love with a rot like this ? "I'm getting fed up with all of this Amy. I think it's best for us to end this once and for all." "Yes Michel. It's time for us to end this." He turned and dropped his glass in amazement when he saw a gun pointed at him. "Is that how you plan to solve our problem ? By killing me ? Seriously Amy ? " I had hesitated for a long time to take action, but his arrogance and my ego did not give me much choice. He hurt me. Deeply hurt. "I always warned you against me. Right from the start I told you that I was anything but the kind of girl you play with ..." "... and what are you doing answered me? " "Listen babe ..." "WHAT DID YOU ANSWER TO ME !? " He stepped back when he saw me step forward and wave my gun. "Babe, you know very well that I love you ... Put down that gun and let's calm it down ..." "... you wouldn't dare to pull the trigger, you love me way too much for that," he chuckled nervously. His words made me laugh. "You're right honey, I'm not going to pull the trigger .." I lowered my gun, pulled a chair close to me, and sat down. "... I won't have to shoot you ..." I emptied the trigger, slipped the gun at him and poured myself a glass of whiskey. "... since you are already dying ... Darling. " I said with a smirk on my lips after taking a sip from my glass. He played. He won. Unfortunately for him, I am a terrible loser.