My Fault

Go back to him then.

'You still haven't actually told me why you left.' Gabriel taps me.

'I just... needed a break. From everyone and everything.' I admit.

'What do you mean?'

'Just... it was getting a bit too much. Even for me.' I shrug.

'Can I say something? Without you getting upset.' Gabriel looks at me.

'Fire away.' I nod.

'Why did you go to him?' Gabriel asks curiously.

'I... um...' I scratch my head.

'I... I had nowhere else to go.' I admit.

Gabriel looks down and takes a deep breath.

'But why him?' Gabriel asks again.

'Because I felt like that was the safest option, Gabriel. That's why.'

'Oh okay. Then why don't you go back to him? Why did you come back here?' Gabriel asks.

'You said we're not arguing.' I look at Gabriel.

'I'm not arguing. I just said if you really felt 'safe' or whatever. Why did you leave?'

'Because I knew that, that wasn't where I deep down wanted to be.' I shrug.

'Yeah but I don't understand the move you made.' Gabriel makes a face.

'I just said I had nowhere else to go. Are you hearing me?' I repeat.

'I hear you. But are you hearing me?' Gabriel asks.

'I felt like that was the only option. There's nothing more to it, Gabriel.' I explain.

'Go back to him then.' Gabriel takes his arm from around me.

'I knew it. See this is why I don't tell you shit. You just make it a huge fucking deal.' I get up from the couch and head into the bedroom.

'Can you just come back?' Gabriel asks.

'Nah. Not today. I'm not bothered. Always putting up with your shit.' I slam the door.

'Pffff.' Gabriel rolls his eyes.