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Cheating ass?! There's that cheating thing again. What the hell is she talking about? "I don't understand what the hell you're talking about, angel. I never cheated on you."

I keep pulling her until we are close to the door and close to being able to clear all of this shit up. She pulls her arm from me finally because I don't want to hurt her. I'll just scoop her little ass up if I have to.

"Me? On me? So I'm supposed to be alright with you not cheating...on ME?!"

That's it. I can't make any sense out of this here where I can barely hear her over the music and I can't see her clearly in the dim lighting.

"What the hell are you talking about? You're not making any sense."

That was the wrong thing to say! Apparently, that is like tossing paint thinner on an open flame and hoping it clears everything up. It doesn't, by the way, for anyone who wants to know.

"What am I talking about? What am I talking about!? I'm talking about you and all the stupid promises and the stupid way you talk when you know you're full of shit!"

"I have no idea what you are talking about but I plan to find out before the night is over."

"Oh do you not have 'an idea'," She does her hands in quote marks, "well what about your wife? What about her? Do you know her? Do you remember her now?!"

What the fuck? Wife? What the fuck is going on here.

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