TWISTED, LOVE Page #2

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Lilly grabs him. She pulls him to the chair. Tying him to it.

Simon laughs. He groans. Blood leaking from his face.

SIMON (CONT'D): F*** YOU!

LILLY:
You wanna know what it feels like,

Simon? To be locked up down here? Isolated? Afraid? It f***ing sucks. And you wanna know what the worst part of this is? I still f***ing love you.

SIMON:
Boo-hoo.

LILLY:
Yeah. But it's okay, Simon. I

forgive you. But you're gonna get what you deserve.

Lilly tapes his mouth. Simon groans. She walks up the stairs.

LILLY (CONT'D): For what it's worth, I didn't f***

your brother.

She turns back.

LILLY (CONT'D): I just sucked his dick.

Simon yells.

SIMON:
: F***! I'll find you, you f***ing

b*tch. I'll find you. When I do, you'll wish you were f***ing dead!

Lilly stands by the door. She looks down at him.

LILLY:
Oh, go f*** yourself, Simon!

She slams the door.

THE END.

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