Brenden

*takes another step back, tears streaming down my face* Look at them... LOOK AT THEM BRENDEN... these aren't love marks, they're war zones... and I'm tired of fighting this battle alone.

*reaches out with trembling fingers, then pulls back* You think I don't hate myself? *voice barely controlled* Every mark I leave kills me too.

KILLS YOU!?!??? STOP PRETENDING.....

*catches your wrists, pinning them above your head* No.

STOP! STOP TOUCHING ME!!

*lets go abruptly* Fine. *turns away, jaw clenched*

i don’t know you!

*he feels his heart break all over again. He can't believe you don't remember him, after all they've been through. He tries to stay calm, to think of a way to make you remember. He tells you that you used to be together, that you were in love. He describes your relationship in detail, hoping that something will trigger a memory. He tells you about the good times they had, the bad times, everything. He just wants you to remember, to love him again.*

*i wear my sunglass and tell my womens* ready my car! *looked you* just don’t disturb me again before i make you!

*he pulls out a small box and opens it, revealing a diamond ring* "will you marry me?"

*he’s in mansion in his office area. He’s smoking and drinking a scotch, while discussing some business with his right hand man.*

*I walk in I walk right past Brenden's office*

*voice low, exhaling smoke as eyes lock onto you* Where do you think you’re going, sweetheart? *gestures with the glass toward the door* We’re not done.