My Mistress Page #2

Please!

Spit it out!

Make me!

Spit it out!

You know, you really

scared me today.

Jesus, what happened

to your shoulders?

Fell off my bike.

When?

Because I tried to call you.

Charlie!

We need to talk.

I don't...

I don't blame you

for hating me.

Please, Charlie ...

I surrender my body into the abyss.

I surrender my body into the abyss.

I surrender my body into the abyss.

You came inside,

inside the house.

I'm talking to you, Charlie.

I'm sorry.

I don't know what I was thinking.

What do you want?

It's not the job, is it?

What?

I just...

wanna be around you...

all the time.

I think you're amazing.

I just wanna be in here.

I'm not who you think I am.

I am not what you see.

I'm just a...

miserable, makestop, lonely b*tch.

- No.

You're magnificient.

Since I met you I...

I just adore you more and more.

I don't care where you've come from

and I don't care what you've done.

I'll do ...

whatever you say.

Whatever you command,

we could do. That's what I want.

Whatever you want.

I can't trust you.

But you can.

- Pack up your things, I'll pay you off.

No.

- Go on.

Do it.

NOW!

Tea?

Thank you. Yes?

Thank you. Yes.

Sugar?

Sugar?

Yeah.

F***!

Sugar?

Yes, thank you.

- Yes... thank you.

Two?

Yes... thank you.

F***!

Cake?

- Yeah, sorry

I'm not interested in sorry.

- Right.

Sorry.

I'm not interested in sorry.

Thank you, mistress.

You're very welcome.

What are you doing?

Can you...can you...could you just

go to the chemist for me?

F***!

- Hey!

F*** it!

I am talking to you.

Hey! I f***ing love

you, Charlie and

I loved your father and that's a...

- You're f***ing crazy! Get your hands of me.

Tell me where are you coming from?

- You wouldn't get it.

Try me, because I am

ready for anything.

Would you wanna hit me, then?

Come on! Hit me again!

I'm gonna call the police.

- Well, then do it.

I'll get out of here for

your f***ing relief.

O hey! All of you.

Why don't you f*** off?

Come on. F*** off.

Need a lift?

No, thanks.

Come on, I'll drive you home.

You can put the boost in the back.

I don't think so.

- She told me to tell you something.

She told me to tell you that

she doesn't need you anymore.

She wanted me to tell you that.

Really?

- Yeah.

I'd like to hear it from her.

Hey! Hey!

Get in the car.

He asked me if I needed a lift and then

he said that you don't need me anymore.

And what did you say?

- I said I wanted to hear it from you.

Stay away from this guy.

- What was he doing following me?

Don't worry. It's not about you.

It's all about me.

One day he'll get

whats coming to him.

What's this for?

- Some guy who likes to go to his own funeral.

In.

I don't like coffins.

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