"You fucking cunt." He shook his head and sighed, she always had to get far too mouthy, and she just had that way of picking at him to the very core."I never asked you to love me." It was the truth, Dorian had the same standards in high school with women as he does now, but he had to live a few mistakes and learn from them; One of them was Marisol. She was definitely one of the reasons he didn't keep the clingy bitches around at all, the kinky ones that just wanted his body were the best and not nearly so psychotic with emotions.
"I swear if I could have killed you back then I would have, and I gotta be honest with you the only damn thing that has held me back is the jail time." He walked over to her and snatched the box from her, sticking the sticks inside of them before walking back across the room. If he stayed next to her, he would hit her. "Why you think you so lonely all the time Mari? The only fucking people who care about you are those assholes at the radio station and even they could forget all about you if you left for a while." He pointed to his lips and said promptly, "Read my lips Marisol. Y-O-U-R-E A P-S-Y-C-O. I never loved you, and I never will okay?" He shook his head and sighed, "I don't know how to get it through your head. I like the taste of your pussy and you're an easy fuck." He shrugged, "Truth sucks doesn't it."
Heading to the door he stuffed the box into the bigger box with all the bottles and he lifted them up. "I'll be seeing you sugar. I gotta figure shit out and then I'll get back to you. Don't come around the garage or I'll choke you til the cops come, and you better hope they come before you black out." He put his shades on and stepped out the door, not bothering to shut it behind him.