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Description: Alexis is upset a waiter flirted with you and got bad to the point where you were gonna leave until she stopped you.
"I'm tired of fighting about this with you" Alexis told you. You both were just coming back from dinner and she was upset when the waiter flirted with you, making her blow up in front of everyone.
"I don't know what you're so mad about. It ain't like I flirted back. I mean come on, Alexis! People flirt with you all the time" you told her. "So what you tryna say?
People flirting with you is okay?" She asked you, nostrils flaring up because of how upset she was. "Did I say that?" You asked her. "That's what it sounded like to me" she said.
Alexis has insecurities about herself, especially because she's not thick and have stretch marks. When she had a chance to, she'd take it out on you instead of talking to you.
"I didn't say that though" you told her. You grabbed the bottle of champagne and sat it on the table. You wanted her to stop being so insecure and realize that she was perfect enough for you to love.
You sat the glass on the table and cracked it open. She was still upset and walked up on you and started yelling at you. "I don't know why you insist on letting people flirt with you like I don't mean shit to you.
If I don't mean anything to you, tell me that and I'll leave. But other than that, you're playing with me, so stop!" She yelled. You were ready to leave at this point.
"You need to chill out" you said. "I'm not doing shit" she yelled as she broke the glass. You were already halfway to the door and she was sad because she realized what her mistake was gonna be.
She ran after you and grabbed your arm. "Baby, please. Don't go" she begged you. "I told you about that shit, Alexis. How many times do we have to go through this?" You asked her.
"I don't know. I'm sorry. You're right, I need to stop being so insecure because it's not doing anything for us. But you don't understand -" you cut her off.
"No, I do understand. You've been hurt so many times that you decide to take it out on me instead of talking it out with anyone. You know that I'm there for you, why would I be against you?" You asked her.
She looked down as tears fell from her eyes. She let you go and you walked out the house.
