If I had known you were going to treat me like this, I would have never responded to your messages. You are a selfish jerk. You come when you want. You leave when you want. You speak to me only when you want. What about what I want? Here I am, alone, beaten and bloody, calling your number and you won't answer. You think I want you here just so I'm not alone. I want you hear so he stops showing up. But you're too caught up in your own life to see the bruises and scars in mine.