“Please, just let me–” her words quickly evaporated into the air when she comprehended his rejection of her hand, freezing in her place as he took a step back.
“I’m sorry, I’m just… I’m really confused right now. I think,” He took a moment to try and untangle the knot in his throat, “I think we’re better off without one another,”
The words hit like a slap in the face, she felt every edge of the knife that twisted in her chest, and all she could do was gape at him and take everything in.
That feeling of numbness eventually turned into a feeling that could be described as fury. Fury for letting some stupid lie, that came out of some jerk’s mouth, ruin a family that was supposed to have that thing that no one else had.
By the time everything clicked in place, the tapping of boots against the floor shook her out of the box she was stuck in, and with all the will left in her, she finally built up the courage to run down that damned hallway, past her daughter’s room, their daughter, the one they’re supposed to shower with love and affection, and ran down those stairs to grab his collar and slam him against that door he was about to touch.
“You,” Her breaths puffed out right in front of his face, “You really think, that I, your fucking wife that vowed to always be yours and no one else’s,” Heat was practically radiating off her, “Would do something so fucking stupid after having a goddamn daughter with you? You would believe some fucking excuse of a human being over me? You would think I’d be the one ending this, don’t you think?”
She looked him dead in the eye, her hazel eyes burning into his own grey ones, “But no,” she let out an excuse of a laugh to cover the wavering in her voice, “I’m fucking tired, I’m so tired of not feeling secure, okay?! Is that too much to ask?!”
Very unexpectedly, he sees her fist raising up beside her head as she closed her eyes, and he could do nothing but close his own as soon as things went in a flash and a thud was heard.
He hesitantly opened his eyes to see her fist on the wall next to him, only to bite his lip as she let out another sob from behind those lips.
“I miss you so, fucking much,” she finally wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her sobs in his shoulder, and who was he to stand there and do nothing?
He wrapped her up and shakily ran a hand down her back, “I’m sorry,”
“No, no, please, don’t -, don’t leave me, I can’t-” She was too choked up to form a coherent sentence, and all his own frustration left him as soon as he realised what they were getting themselves into.
This isn’t how one should mend a relationship. Running away isn’t the solution, he realised as he collected her and slid down the door to whisper in ear, “We’ll fix this, we’re gonna be okay,”
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