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Undrunk

You may want to rethink that statement.

"But you are the first person I've ever been with, Edward Nygma! And you're the first person I've ever fallen in love with, too! You were my first everything!" Oswald yells, jumping out of bed and grabbing his clothes from the floor.

Look at that. You made him lose his shit on your cold, logical ass. You're screwed now.

"Just get out of my bedroom, Nygma!" He snaps angrily.

"And you know what?! Maybe you'd be happier living with that little SLUT ISABELLA!!!"

Bye. You're on your own.

"Well, maybe I will. Maybe I'll go over there right now!" I yell back, getting out of the bed and gathering my own clothes.

"I have to take a shower. I have to get you off of me." He says quietly, breathing hard in an attempt not to cry. He darts into his bathroom, locking the door. I look down at the bed and see a small blood stain.

He wasn't kidding. I really was his first... everything.

I grab my clothes and quickly run to my room to get dressed.

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Oswald POV

I can't believe him. He's just making me so...mad. I turn the water on in the shower, waiting for it to warm up. I look at myself in the mirror, shaking at the sight of the hickeys and bite marks covering my chest and neck.

You fucking whore. Mother would be ashamed of you. Giving it up to the first man who's nice to you.

He's not even yours. He gave his heart to that Isabella broad.

I turn away from my reflection and step into the warm shower, sliding the door shut. I slide down the wall, crying my heart out. Now I'm sad and broken.

Fuck....

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Dear diary,

I wish he hadn't come to the founder's dinner with me. I wish I could get us just a little undrunk so I could unfuck him at 5 in the morning. Above all else, I wish I could unlove him.

...but some things you can't undo...

I slam the diary shut, picking up the whiskey bottle and taking a swig.

It still doesn't burn as much as the thought of him...

Oh, how I wish Isabella didn't exist. Everything would be so much simpler without her. But I could never live with myself if I had her killed. Oh, that would just destroy Edward.

I miss Ed. He moved out 5 weeks ago. He lives with that whore now. And my life is a wreck. A complete and utter wreck.

Just then, someone is banging furiously on my front door. I drag myself off of the couch and answer it.

"Ed?!" I say shakily. This can't be real. This cannot be real.

I take in his appearance. He has dark circles under his eyes, his hair is disheveled and needs cutting. Above all else, he's wearing a green suit that looks like it's seen better days. Like him...

"We broke up" He says sadly "I haven't told that to anyone."

He immediately launches himself into my arms, sobbing his heart out. I wrap my arms around him, shocked.

"What is this?" I say shakily.

"I don't know. I just know I was stupid and wasted, but that was still the best night of my life. And there's something I need to tell you." He says quietly, shaking. He backs out of the hug, putting his hands on my face.

"I love you, too." He says warmly, smiling that stunning crooked teeth smile of his.

"I love you so much, Edward Nygma." I sob, trembling. Is this real?

He leans forward, slamming his lips against mine. I wrap my arms around his neck, tugging on his hair.

"Want to do it again?" He says quietly, a mischievous gleam in his eyes.

"I wouldn't undo it for the world." I say quietly, kissing him passionately. He slams the front door shut and we go up to my bedroom.

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