Rebound // Alfie Solomons

30. I Would've

"Hi Finny, who are you feeling today?" Cora coed brushing his hair from his face. "You need a haircut." She murmured. His face was still pale and clammy but he wasn't vomiting anymore.

"Tired." Finn said softly as she tucked the covers in around him. "Thirsty."

"I'm get you some more tea and be right back." Cora said kissing his forehead.

"That dress you were wearing." Tommy said shoving his hands in his pockets as he followed Cora to the kitchen.

"Fuck off Tom." Cora hissed as she got Finn some tea, her hands on the sink as she waited for the kettle to whistle.

"You on a date?"

"It's not any of your business." Cora reminded him. "But yes. I was." Tommy nodded leaned against the counter.

"Who?"

"As I said, not your business." Cora hissed as she stared at the kettle demanding it to be to ready.

"Just looking out for you, plenty of guys that would-'

"Take advantage of me? my kindness? My heart? Human decency and compassion," Cora offered glaring back at him. "You have no right pretending to care about me now, not after the hell you put me through."
"I still ca-'
'Don't, don't you fucking dare say you care." Cora spat. "If you gave a damn about me, you would have loved me right."

"I still love-'
"You had a shit way of showing it." Cora countered.

"Cora please lets just talk, you and me, we were good together, I still think I know you better than anyone. I know your habits and your routine, I know you." Tommy begged.

"Here we are again, the same old argument. Feels like I'm not making any sense trying to defend my mind." Cora muttered. ''I have nothing more to give I don't have time for this but you're always dragging me back when I'm trying to be happy without you!"

"Cora that's not true. Stop acting like this, this is crazy, we were perfect together, my family loves you still, I love you still." Tommy begged.

''If you didn't lie to me tell me you'd die for me, break every promise...' Cora began as she shoved the kettle off the burner. '''If you were honest, I wouldn't be crazy. Every part of me that I hate, is you." Cora told him steeping the tea watching the color shift from clear to amber. 'Know that if you loved me right I wouldn't be crazy."

"I don't think you are crazy." Tommy told her.

"I feel crazy, I feel like when I'm here I'm losing my mind trying not to strangle you. That's why I moved I couldn't stay here, be this close to you without losing my fucking mind TOM!"

"Let's try again, I will do better, be better, losing you was the worst-'

"Losing me? You chose someone else. Over and over again, you chose everyone but me." Cora spat. "Do you remember when you said that it was love?" Cora questioned dropping a few sugar cubes in the tea cup. 'But you kept your options open, well know I'm better than hearing out your bullshit no more second chances, third, fourth, millionth, I don't even know how many times I turned a blind eye because I did love you Tommy. I loved you more than anyone or anything."

"We can still try, we can work it out, I can do better, be better, be a better man for you!" Tommy offered grabbing her hand but she pulled out of his grip,

''I have nothing more to give, I don't have time for this and I'm over trying to find us." Cora said marching up the stairs.

"I do love you, I wasn't in the right mind when we got married." He told her following her up the stairs. "I'm in a better place now, please Cora." Tommy begged.

''I would've love you would've stayed up all night. I could've loved you.... For the rest of your life. Would've taken the cocaine off your lips. Ripped out the bottle from your fist. I would've loved you until my last breath." Cora told him.

"Cora-'

"But you put me through hell and back and this how you repay me? dragging me back into your bullshit and your lies, telling me all the things I wish you had said when we were married, no, fuck off."

"We go together so well." Tommy told her. "You and me-"

'Put two and two together, you sound mother fucking crazy'' cora shouted shoving him back. "and sometimes know you what? I wish you were pushing daisies."

"Cora I just-"
"I don't care what you just." Cora corrected. "I hope you fuckin' hate it. And when you hike this road alone, feeling sorry, feeling low, It's no one's fault besides your own.'' Cora told him as she slammed the door in his face. Tommy faltered back a step letting out a hot breath.