Twenty

"He said I was a whore," I sob.

"Who? Alicia, where are you?"

"I am not a whore!" I cry. "All I wanted was to feel not broken anymore. Why do I always fuck up?"

"Alicia... you aren't making any sense," he says with concern

"I am so fucking cold but I can't go back to get my jacket. I can't face him....

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