How It All Started (Randy/Elle/John)

"He could easily treat you better." John said.

"He does...most of the time." Elle said, sighing. "Randy and I are...complicated."

"You don't deserve a complicated relationship. You deserve a happy one." John said.

"But I love him." Elle said.

"He's not right for you." John said.

"He's not that bad...." Elle said.

"Uh huh." John muttered.

"Would you be honest with me about Randy?" Elea sked.

"Of course." John said.

"Do you think....he really cares aout me?" Elle asked.

John sighed as he looked down.

"He's cheating on me...isn't he?" Elle asked.

"Yeah." John muttered.

"I'm such a fucking idiot." Elle muttered.

"No you're not Elle." John said with a serious tone.

"I am John, I love him...but I know that he's been with other girls. I just don't want to let him go." Elle said.

"You deserve better then him." John said.

"He's not always like this." Elle said.

John shook his head.

"Yes he is." John said.

"Then if it's not him, it's me." Elle said.

"It's not you. He was just born an ass." John said.

"No, it's me. I've been busy with school and I've had to work a lot. Plus, he's around all these beautiful women...I don't blame him." Elle said.

"You're far more beautiful then all of them combined." John said.

Elle bit her lip and looked down.

"I'm really not." Elle said.

"You are. You're the prettiest girl here." John said.