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"What do you want!" Chelsea yells pacing the floor.

"How dare you!"David lashes back, stretching his hand to grab her frail wrist.

"Don't you touch me!"Chelsea retorts, stepping back from David, who turns away from her and walks towards the door

"If you take another move David, I swear...."

"Swear." He mutters under his breath, "swear what, exactly Chelsea....what!" He yells , mustering all his anger , facing the door.clenching his fists. "I have...."

"You utter piece of shit! You filth and scum,"

"You entitled ...."David turned around to glare,

"Say it! Say it! What's my name David!.....Say it damn it!" She screamed in rage

"You narcissistic self absorbed ingrate!" David lashed, "does that make you feel better.?Does that make you feel better oh high and mighty Chelsea" David bursts flaring his hands up at Chelsea who has sat on the edge of her brown charme leather sofa, gazing out to the high ceiling window, wondering how she got to this point , right here, David keeps yelling , flaring his hands, and she seats ,hunched down glaring as the figures and images all around begin to fade and David's booming voice becomes more faded. How did she get there, why did she get there she thought, hating this moment...

"I gave it all up for you!"Chelsea declares with tears welling up in her eyes, and cracks in her voice.

"I never asked you to" says a frustrated David walking away.

"That right there, David , that! That is exactly what you and me have always had problems about, I gave too much ,you gave too little,and here we are, stuck, moving nowhere, at a stand still where I'm waiting, and you're not waiting, where I'm hoping and you're not hoping , where I love and you string me along while you live your life, while you keep here, here, stuck waiting for this, this piece of you that, even now I get bits of, I get..."

"Stop, It's not that I never gave too little , it's that I never gave anything at all,"

"This was never us,"She says with a cracking voice holding back tears "You don't mean it, you're just angry, and I get it..."

"No,Chelsea, you don't get it," says David as he turns to walk away, as he clenches the door to leave he stops and musters what ever strength he had and says, "You took away the one thing , the one thing that made me feel, feel alive,so no Chels you do not ever get to tell me how you love me, what you gave me, or what little I give or gave, You do not get to tell me anything. After this, we are done."

Chelsea stands up and opens her mouth to try and stop him from leaving

, the door closes, she stands there baffled,

"8 years" Chelsea whispers and tears stream down her cheeks, she breathes in and lets out an exasperated sigh.