her | him
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- incoming call from Quackhead -
"Don't hang up"
"Why not?"
"I owe you an explanation"
"No, you really don't."
"What? I do. You trusted me-"
"I'm a stranger, Damion. You shouldn't tell me anything"
"But you told me-"
"I'm an idiot"
"That you are"
"Did you call me to insult me?"
"No, I called you to apologize"
"What for?"
"For calling you a stranger. I just..." he faltered "someone called me and I got angry. I shouldn't have taken it out on you"
"You're not wrong though. We are strangers after all"
"Isabella. Stop it. I really am sorry"
"I trusted you"
"And I trust you"
"I'm not asking you to tell me anything, don't take it that way. I just didn't think you'd consider us strangers after all this time"
"I don't, I really don't I swear. I just got angry at someone else and took it out on you. I shouldn't have done that"
"I-"
"I'm not excusing my behaviour, I know it was wrong, which is why I called to apologize, nothing more, nothing less"
"I don't know"
"I don't blame you I guess. I am a horrible person"
"Really horrible"
A small chuckle left his lips "Okay I deserved that, but you really do mean a lot to me. I'm so sorry"
"Forgiven"
"WHAT?"
A smile was tugging on his lips.
"I forgive you"
"You won't regret it I swear"
"I-"
//call ended//
"Very funny Angelo, very funny"
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Drug Helpline
Short Story"hello ! this is the drug free helpline, how can I help you?" "i want all the weed you can get me." [ in which a guy calls a helpline, often when drunk ] All Rights Reserved.
