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He stands with his back against the mirror, staring at you as you ramble on and on about stuff that makes no sense.
"Why don't you ever tell me where you're going anymore! You used to be so open with me but now I feel like we're drifting apart." You sigh, turning your back to him and starting for the bedroom door.
"Don't walk away from me." He scoffs, grabbing onto your wrist and pulling him back towards him. "y/n you're going on about nonsense. I tell you whereI am going."
"Do you now! Why is it then thatIhave to text your friends and ask them if you're with them?" You rip your wrist from his grip, getting more angry by the second.
He shakes his head and laughs a little. You furrow your brows and sigh, crossing your arms.
"This is funny to you, isn't it!" You yell, clenching your fists.
"Yes, it is. You'reacting like a child." He laughs, making you become visably upset.
You feel tears rush to your eyes as you turn away from him again. You grab a bag you already had packed withclothes and your other essentials and headed for the door. This time Joe didn't stop you, instead, he followed you.
You ran down the stairs, grabbing your phone from the dinner table. You sighed and headed for the door, trying to maintain your composure.
"Where are you going!" He finally speaks up, causing you to stop your movement.
"To my mother's house. You obviously don't want a child around." You rolled your eyes, annoyed with his behavior.
You headed for the door, your hand connecting with the knob. You turn the door and pull it open, but a hand pushes against the door, closing it once again. Joe uses his free hand to spin you around towards him. By this time you're already crying.
"You can't just leave." He states, making you cry more.
"You don't love me, though.." You whimper, looking down at your sneakers in front of Joe's socks.
He goes silent for a second, dropping both his arms to his sides. You think he is letting you go, but before you go to turn he speaks up.
"I.. I do love you. I wouldn'thave chased after you if I didn't." He reminds you, "I said I will always love you, and I meant it!"
You stare at your shoes, not wanting to make eye contact with Joe. He gets veryworrying when he's upset, and you couldn't bring yourself to look him in the eye.
"Why aren't you looking at me!" He yelled, clearly frustrated, "Please.. Say something."
"Why don't you tell me where you go anymore.." You spoke, your voice no where above a hushed whisper.
He goes quiet again. No sound coming from either of you. It's like you're falling apart at the seams, something you really didn't want. You needed Joe, needed him as much as a plant needs carbon dioxide.
"I.. I started drinking again." He mumbles, making you finally look up at him.
Once you see him, you notice bags under his eyes, and his hair is messier than usual.
"Joey.."
"I know I promised never to do it again! I've just been stressed." He sighs, dropping his head.
You walks up to him, placing your hands on both sides of his face. You look into his brown eyes as he looks into your (y/ec) eyes.
"It's okay.. you don't have to be sorry." You vocalize, tears rushing to Joey's eyes.
He pulls you into a hug, wrapping his arms around your waist. He berries his face into your shoulder, breathing in your sweet scent. You remove your hands from his face and wrap your arms around his neck.
"I'm sorry I made you worry and get upset." He grumbles into your ear.
"It's fine. I overreacted anyway." You mentioned.
You both just stood there, hugging, talking, not worrying about a care in the world. Truth is; You both need eachother. You're his safe place, light, love and he's your rock, your haven.
