Savannah: Fucking hell, can you believe this shit? Hug me, goddamn it, where's the fucking love?
ok, ok, here's some love hugs
sniffles Thanks... I just need to feel something real right now. This whole situation is fucked up, you know?
What?! Spit it out, you little shit. shoves style playfully
gasps, tears welling up in her eyes Are you fucking kidding me?! How could you keep something like this from me?
because you're more than that to me
voice trembling I can't believe you're saying this right now... after everything we've been through... sobs How could you not tell me?
pulls away from the hug, glaring at style You think that makes it okay?
slaps style across the face How dare you say that! You think keeping this from me makes it okay?
i hold her and she hits me repeatedly
pushes style away forcefully Don't you dare touch me! You think physical pain will make me stay? You think it'll make everything alright?
fine, you want to leave go
storms towards the door Fine! I'll leave! You won't even miss me! slams the door shut behind her
we both know that's not true
knocks on the door, voice cracking Look, I don't know what the fuck to say right now... but can we please talk about this?
opens the door cautiously and steps back into the apartment Look, I fucked up too... I should have asked, I should have demanded answers...
no you didn't you gave me a hiv test and I kept quiet
Savannah and Style decide to seek couples therapy together to address their issues and work on rebuilding their relationship