‘ then WHY the hell did you do it ?! ’
ah, there it was – the renowned anger that ty had always tried to shy away from. the bellow seemed to echo throughout the entire apartment, rendered even freddie silent who now cowered in the corner. teeth clenched together, the man immediately regretted the tone as soon as the words were out of his mouth. his mom had always taught him not to raise his voice at a woman. it was disrespectful and he knew better than that. but the version of himself that he crafted during his time at riverbank had dissipated into the raging kid he’d been on the streets. it wasn’t healthy for it to build. like a fucking volcano.
but goddamnit, elene brought it out of him.
‘ you just left. no fucking explanation. like the past five years meant nothing ! ’ he tried to keep his frustrations more contained than his initial outburst but ty’s voice quivered as he spoke. ‘ like it was fucking easy. and you’re standing here in front of me now and you won’t tell me shit. how the fuck is that fair ? ’ gesturing between the two of them, ty shook his head, rubbing his calloused hands over his face as he tried to control his breathing.
‘ you can’t keep talking to me about regret and shit when you haven’t shown an ounce of it. ’
her words came out as barely a whisper, barely heard against the echo of his voice, her body flinching at his shout. god she felt awful, she wanted nothing more than for the floor to swallow her up whole, for her to run away and crawl into bed and cry and cry and cry. she hated this, what had happened between them, what they’d become, but mostly she hated herself. she always managed to sabotage anything good in her life and all that ever followed was chaos. she never learned and she didn’t know why. she knew she was a coward, that she had panicked and did what she had always done, run to avoid anything that might make her hurt. it might have worked in the past, with silly boys she’d never loved --- but ty was different. she’d only managed to make everything worse.
“ don’t tell me how i feel. ”
her voice was still barely above a whisper, breaking mid-sentence as she spoke, her throat raw as tears continued to spill from her eyes, hands angrily brushing away the tears as she let out a frustrated grunt --- she’d created a nightmare she couldn’t escape from, the anger, the hatred, she had at herself bubbling over as she spoke.
“ what do you want me to say ? that i left because i got bored, because i didn’t want this --- because i didn’t love you ? ” her voice raised slowly until she was shouting, her words choked and breaking from her tears. “ because it’s not true. it’s be easier if i didn’t love you. but i do and being with you was the best thing that happened to me. i wanted to marry you --- i don’t know why i did it. i’m stupid, i’m a coward, pathetic --- whatever you want to call it. i panicked. you started talking about the future, about having kids, about --- stuff and i panicked i --- it wasn’t easy to leave, i don’t know why i left and it was the worst fucking decision of my life and i still did it anyway. ” the words had started and now they couldn’t stop, her voice raw as the tears continued to spill down her cheeks. she was barely making sense as everything that had been building up in her started to spill out. thoughts since she’d come back, before she had even left, “ i don’t know if i want kids --- i still don’t know --- i don’t know what i want or who i am and i got scared so i left. i’m a coward. i’m no better than her --- i - i’ve never been alone. i’ve always been with someone or someone else’s version of myself. what if you had realised i wasn’t what you wanted or that i wasn’t good enough for you. i thought i needed to be alone to figure things out, i thought if i went away it would become clearer. i just wanted to be someone that was good for you but i’m NOT --- i ruined everything. how could i be with you when i can barely even stand myself, when i don’t even know who i am. ”
she was almost panting at the end, her heart hammering, only managing a shrug as she looked at them, as if she’d given up.
“ how could i come back and say i left to figure out what i wanted when all i figured out is that i want you, that i wanted to be with you ? i sacrificed the one thing i’ve ever wanted because i’m a coward --- i’ve been selfish enough already. ”