JUSTIN'S POV
The cold metal chair was pressed against my back, my handcuffed hands held my head,
I can't believe I did it....
I loved her....
"Justin", her angelic voice filled my ears and I looked up, she stood there, her blue eye piercing through me
"Go away, you aren't real", I spat gritting my teeth
"Justin", She stepped closer to me and I stood up
"GO AWAY", I shouted and she flinched
"Justin...", she kept walking closer
"Listen to me...", she begged as she stood in arms length of me. My eyes darkened and my chest tightened, I pulled back against the handcuffs and to my surprise they snapped
"I SAID GO AWAY", her eyes filled with tears
"Justin just talk to me... I'm giving up on you...",
"YOU ARENT REAL",
"Justin-", I cut her off, and pulled my hand back I released it causing me to slap her across the face, the noise was real she felt real. Her head turned with the slap, she turned her head back towards me and tears spilled down her face. The cold grey interrogation room around me disappeared and i looked down at my hands, before I looked up at met your eyes
"You're real...", I said furrowing my eyebrows
"Tell me something I don't know you psychotic mother fucker", she spat at me and marched away, I grabbed her arm and pulled her back
"And you're a bitch! You're just as bad as me! Cause you fell in love with a psychotic mother fucker like me",
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Oh gee Nala's alive
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