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Stuff happened, and we ended up back together. I don’t know how it happened either. But it just kinda… did.
I’ve been trying to talk to him. Every time I try to even be nice, he doesn’t listen to me or respond. I know he doesn’t like being called a brat, but when I told him my side of the story, he wouldn’t listen. So I don’t know what to do…
I… suppose that’s good, then.
What is the story? Explain.
[She takes a deep breath]
I’m gettin’ that weird feeling that no one needs me anymore. Like they’ve all moved on… Plus other things. Boyfriend things… I might of fallen in love with someone else. And I don’t want to do anything to hurt my boyfriend. But I love this guy a lot, and I see him a lot more. He makes me smile… Then Peter and I got into a fight, and he said he didn’t want to talk to me anymore. So I told him to not call me Auntie anymore. And now I regret that.
I thought that you and your partner had hit a rough patch and agreed to separate?
As for Peter… he is a child and cannot always be held accountable for what he says. Perhaps you should sit down and have a talk with him. He’s not so young as to not comprehend what’s going on. If you tell him that you’re having trouble right now, he’ll probably understand.
…. Can we talk?
Of course.
*sits, crossing his legs*
[She sits down next to him, ad lays against his side]
I don’ know what to do…
[His arm comes up, wrapping around her shoulders; he rubs small circles in one arm with a thumb.]
Talk to me. Tell me what’s wrong.
[She looks at him, before looking back down at her lap]
Where do you want me to start…?
Wherever you feel comfortable. You can go back and fill in the rest later.
I’m not sexually frustrated, I’m sexually FURIOUS *punches hole in wall*
(Source: rgfk)
…. Can we talk?
Of course.
*sits, crossing his legs*
[She sits down next to him, ad lays against his side]
I don’ know what to do…
[His arm comes up, wrapping around her shoulders; he rubs small circles in one arm with a thumb.]
Talk to me. Tell me what’s wrong.
