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That's What I Like (1x1 w/ Mr.Aznable)

He groaned and tried to push her hand away. "Don't.. don't call me baby..." he said. "This is my life, Sena.." he groaned again.
 
"Theo, look at you!" She argued, "Every time I see you, you're recovering from a hang over or smashed! Please stop doing this to yourself!"
 
"I'm fine..!" He snapped a bit. "I want to drink, to fight, to have fun.." he said. "Besides don't you have a boyfriend to care for or something.." he said
 
"I told you he doesn't mean anything to me!" She hissed, "I'm only with him because-!" She stopped and looked away, "Forget it..." She muttered and stood, "I'll leave you to it then..."
 
He grabbed her suddenly. "No." He hissed and growled lowly, eyes burning. "You owe me an explanation. I've asked before and I'm asking now. Last chance. Tell me or leave my life forever. What happened."
 
She looked scared, beyond scared even; she looked like she would die on the spot, "B-Baby, I can't tell you..." She whispered, "I wish I could but I can't..."
 
"I've hurt you enough, please, I don't want to ruin your life...!" She argued, starting to cry, "Please, Theo, please, I love you so much...!"
 
"Let go of me, please!" She begged. Her phone started to ring and she panicked, "Theo, please, please let me go!"
 
She stumbled back and answered her phone quickly as she headed out, "Hey, Nicky~!" She chirped through her quivering voice, "What? No, I was just watching a chick flick, it was really sad, I- ...no, I'm in my dorm." She left the apartment and stood outside, "No, I'm...I'm not at Theo's...I was just-" She froze and slowly looked up, her heart stopping when she saw Nicholas across the street, "Please don't....." She pleaded weakly, "Please, he doesn't deserve this...." She saw him hang up and gesture her over and she obeyed, shaking harder than she ever had in her life.
 
Theo made a noise and also a decision then and there. The company had good enough lawyers. He texted Sena.
"Send me his dorm number"
 
"i cant do that theo im sorry"
"you want me out of your life then im out"
"take care of yourself"
After that, Sena didn't talk to him or even really look at him when he was around. She kept all her attention on Nicholas. Maybe it was best this way. Theo was hanging out with Rick and Paul at the club one night, both trying to find him a new girlfriend. But every girl they brought, Theo would shut down. "Damn, you're really hung up." Paul said.
 
"Of course I'm hung up. The best thing in my life up and left for some abusive asshole and won't even tell me why. Worst thing is she kept coming around with this ominous secret.. maybe it'a just morbid curiosity.. fuck it I don't think I'm good for another relationship for a while.." he said. He opened his phone and gripped his glass tight. He hadn't changed his background yet.
 
"Well, you've been doing pretty well with one nighters.." Rick said, "Look, man, if she finds a hyena better then she wasn't worth it from the start..." "If you want, I can do some snooping?" Paul offered, "Help ease that grief?"
 
"Fuck it. I'm done with both of them." He said, closing his phone and downing another shot. "If I ever see him though, he's dead."
 
"Thanks but I'll take him solo.. I wanna see the look in his fuckin eyes when he realises that he's not making it out alive." He growled lowly and slammed another shot, firmly planting his glass down on the table.
 
A cute little bunny came by and refilled his shot, winking at him before she left. She had deadly curves for sure.
 
Theo growled a bit. "Her." He said, eyes never leaving her hips. "Found my catch for the night." He said.
 
Rick and Paul looked and watched the poor girl serve the club's patrons happily, "Dude, you'll break her." Rick said. Paul frowned, "Theo, man, this isn't healthy..."
 
He made a noise. "Yeah.. fuck, you guys are probably right.. fuck it, I'm going home.." he said before tossing enough cash to keep them going for the rest of the night onto the table. "Have a good one you guys.."
 
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