Flawless

03

Kinn let the tears flow. He couldn't believe what he had just heard. He had a feeling, a very strong one. This was bound to happen. Porsche's tepid reaction to his return, the smoking, the way he tensed under his touch. He should've seen it coming.
It still hit him hard. It felt like he had been stabbed. Over and over again.

The man in front of him stood with his jaw clenched. His hands were shaking. The grandiose statement he had just made shook him to the core. He didn't mean to be this blunt but the damage was done. Kinn was sobbing in front of him, streams of tears rolling down his cheeks. For a split second Porsche wanted to wipe all the tears away, take back everything he had ever said.

But he stopped. He took a deep breathe.

"Kinn, I-"
"No."
"Please just listen-"
"No."
"I'm sorry-"
"You're not!" Kinn roared. His face had turned red. Anger dripped from his words. He yelled again.
"YOU ARE NOT SORRY"

Porsche lowered his head in shame. It was partly true. He wasn't sorry. Why would he be sorry for standing up for himself? He wasn't happy in the relationship and it had been bothering him so much. Why was it wrong to break off?

"You're right. I'm not sorry. Why should I be? You broke my heart long ago, Kinn. And you paid no attention. It's so funny how you can understand me so well but you couldn't see my heart break! I am not some trophy you keep at home! I am a person. I have my dreams! Why am I working for your mafia family business? When did I even become this? Do you know when?"

Porsche had lashed out too. Kinn was taken aback.

"It was when I started loving you! I did it all for you." A tear fell down Porsche's cheek. He felt betrayed and cheated.

"Did I force you though? If you hated the work so much why did you not give it to Vegas or something? I would've happily contacted Kim. Nobody asked you to do anything!"

"I did it for you. Don't you get it? People do things for people they love. I guess you'll never understand. You never did anyway."
Porsche wiped his tears and walked past Kinn. A baffled Kinn followed him back to their room. He saw Porsche throwing his clothes into a suitcase.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"Leaving."