You Me
So why did you want me to drive you?
I missed your car.
And?
That's it.
You don't miss me?
Why the hell would I miss you?
Why wouldn't you?
Caus you're a jerk.
I'm not.
Okay.
I'm not a jerk. Why do you think I am?
You've fucked me over a coupla times.
No I didn't.
Yes you did.
You're talking crap.
No, you are.
If you have something to say to me, then say it.
Okay. Fuck you.
Get out of the car.
Hahahahahahahha.
I'm serious.
Oh I'm scared.
You better be. I'm not kidding.
Neither am I.
What?
I'm scared of you.
You're crazy.
I'd never know when you'll hurt me next. It could be next week, next month or even five seconds later.
I...
Well it's fine, really. I've gotten used to it.
I've never hurt you.
Just drive.

















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