Larken and Lucy made their way to the theatre. However, it was quiet. Larken wasn't throwing insults at Lucy or complaining like he usually did. He was pouting, sure, but it was quiet. It was boring.
"That's it. I'm going home." said Lucy.
"What? We're not even halfway to the theatre yet!" protested Larken.
"You've been such a downer lately. What the hell is your problem?"
"Whatever, you're being kinda babyish and it's kinda annoying."
Upon hearing this comment, Larken's usually calm and emotionless face scrunched up in anger. "I'm annoying!? Well I'm sorry that I can't be less annoying as to accommodate YOUR needs!" Larken yelled.
"Okay, fine! I'm kinda pissed off right now, things haven't been going the way I wanted! If I wanted to tell you what was wrong, I would have! Not that it'd matter anyways since you're so damn SELF-ABSORBED!!! 'That's it. I'm going home'? Why? Because I'm harshing your mellow or something? All you think about is YOU, YOU, YOU!!! All you are is a more subtle form of attention whore! Have you EVER put anyone else before yourself!? GOD. NOW WONDER MIKE DIDN'T WANT YOU!!!"
Lucy slapped Larken. "H-how dare you." She started to walk off, but Larken kept stepping in the way.
"Don't you fucking walk away from me! Let me finish, you bitch!!! Oh yeah, what about Paulo!? Eh!? You moved on to him when your so-called precious Mike rejected you!! 'Oh Paulo! Mikie is being mean to me but you're being a total sweetie! Take me now!!!' And then you get mad when PAULO STARTS FOOLING AROUND!? And to think I was trying to HELP you even though I knew that!! Because I considered you my friend! But apprently because I'm not 'fun anymore' to you, you never thought me of one in the first place!!!!"
"Y-you are my fr-"
"Your what!? Your new emotional crutch!? Like Mike, Paulo, or any of your other 'friends'!? That doesn't make me your friend, that makes me your TOOL. You're a fucking USER. THAT IS ALL YOU ARE. If you need emotional support, join some sort of support group. Or a religion. Oh wait! Even better! Join a fucking SUICIDE CULT!!! Then you can emote away and eventually die and rot and be out of all of our hair!! NO MORE FUCKING 'TSUN-TSUN DERE-DERE'!!! To think you were the closest thing to a best friend I had here. Fuck you."
Before walking off, Larken flipped the bird.
This post has been edited by Kaxbe: 06 January 2011 - 09:22 AM