"Because that is my side, Al--I fucked Connor. Whoop-di freakin' doo. It's done. End of story. The guy got what he wanted out of me, and it's over with. I'm all used up." He sneered, faced down Al's confusion, growing continuously more agitated and snapping the longer they stood out here and argued.
"So I went home. And even before he knew I'd been fucked, he was making the assumption I had been, just because I'd been out and I had a fucking shower. And then when he knew I had, it was all what a slut I was, how I should have just stayed over longer, asking what I'd been up to, what I let him do to me--if I even knew his name, because, hey, why should I, right?"
He was practically shaking now, practically electric. "And then he told me to leave. All past tense, all I shouldn't be surprised. He told me to leave and said he didn't care whether I had the key--which means leave it, in case you don't know, Albert--and now he gets to send you down here and say how sad he is that I'm not there because he doesn't have to say it to my fucking face."
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"So I went home. And even before he knew I'd been fucked, he was making the assumption I had been, just because I'd been out and I had a fucking shower. And then when he knew I had, it was all what a slut I was, how I should have just stayed over longer, asking what I'd been up to, what I let him do to me--if I even knew his name, because, hey, why should I, right?"
He was practically shaking now, practically electric. "And then he told me to leave. All past tense, all I shouldn't be surprised. He told me to leave and said he didn't care whether I had the key--which means leave it, in case you don't know, Albert--and now he gets to send you down here and say how sad he is that I'm not there because he doesn't have to say it to my fucking face."