Piarry Says: You Played Mind Games, Left Me Twice & Never Made Me Feel Secure! 💔 Scroll Down for Full Story 👇

 Piarry Says: You Played Mind Games, Left Me Twice & Never Made Me Feel Secure! 💔 Scroll Down for Full Story 👇 

[INT. WAYNE’S OFFICE – EARLY EVENING]

Piarry walks in, arms folded, eyes focused. Wayne is sitting on the couch, scrolling on his phone. He looks up, surprised but not unprepared.

WAYNE:
Well, well. Look who showed up.

PIARRY:
Don’t start, Wayne. I didn’t come here to play your little games.

WAYNE:
Games? Girl, you still think I was playing with you?

PIARRY:
You weren’t serious with me. Ever. You left me — not once, but twice. And each time, you acted like it was nothing.

WAYNE:
I didn’t leave you. We grew apart. Things got complicated.

PIARRY:
Complicated? No, Wayne. You made it complicated. One minute you were all in, whispering promises in my ear… the next, you were gone. Like I didn’t matter.

WAYNE:
That’s not fair. You know I was dealing with stuff — the business, the drama with Anthony and Amber, the Shayla mess—

PIARRY:
That’s always your excuse. There’s always something bigger than me. But I was right there, holding you down. And still, you played with my heart.

WAYNE:
I never meant to hurt you.

PIARRY:
But you did. You played mind games, Wayne. You made me feel like I was crazy for asking for the bare minimum — your consistency, your time, your protection. I never felt secure with you. Never.

WAYNE:
You’re telling me you didn’t believe in us?

PIARRY:
Oh, I did. I believed so hard it hurt. But every time I leaned in, you pulled away. And when I needed you the most, you disappeared.

WAYNE:
I just didn’t know how to be what you needed.

PIARRY:
Then you should’ve let me go completely. But no — you kept the door open, just wide enough for me to hope. That’s the worst kind of love, Wayne. The kind that gives you almost enough to stay.

WAYNE:
Piarry, I was trying to figure it out. I never wanted to lose you.

PIARRY:
But you did lose me. Because love without security is just confusion. And I got tired of living in confusion.

WAYNE: (quietly)
So that’s it?

PIARRY:
It was “it” the second time you walked away. I just didn’t want to admit it. But I’m done now, Wayne. No more second chances. No more guessing games.

WAYNE:
I never stopped caring about you.

PIARRY:
Then you should’ve acted like it. I don’t need apologies. I needed stability. And now… I need peace.

[She turns to leave. Wayne watches her, speechless, knowing deep down — she’s right.]