Let's Forget It All

“Lets start over, shall we? You and me. I suppose my tactics to keep you by my side was a bit too harsh back then. If you give me this chance, I'll prove to you that I can be a decent man.” Kain grabbed the duvet behind him, wiping his hands and his shaft before tossing it on the floor. “What do you say?” He eased off the bed, scratching the side of his head as he walked over to her. Denise pulled herself closer to the wall, glaring into his skull. Holding his hand up in surrender, he stopped a few steps in front of her and leaned on the wall, crossing his arms.

“You're a lunatic.” She remarked bluntly.

“You said that already.”

“After what you’ve done, just how despicable can you be to say this kind of bullshit in front of me?”

“What do you mean? What I’ve done? You’re referring to us sleeping together, is that it?” He sighed, “I get that you weren’t –should I say sane?---, but you should also understand that it was the same for me. Do you not remember clinging to me? Begging me