Leigh
As I sat listening to the waves of Martha's Vineyard, my bliss was interrupted by the slamming of the screen door.
"Fuck!"
I was scared straight.
"What! What!"
"He's here Leigh."
"Who?"
"Nico."
I shuttered.
"How did he—
"I don't know. But I think it's time that I enlighten you on a few fundamental things Leigh."
"I don't care about any fundamental-nothing, right now Kaine. My son is here! We have to go."
"No. We can't."
"Why not!"
"Look, all he needs to do is test it this one time."
"Kaine, we don't know if he tested it by himself. This could be it.." I said in a hushed tone.
"I didn't think about that."
"Of course you didn't. We gotta get this as far as from the main land as possible Kaine. I'm leaving. I can't do this."
"Leigh, we're supposed to be in this together! For better or for worse."
He yelled as I rushed (limped very fast paced) to the back room and grabbed my suitcase. I began rummaging through the drawers, packing whatever was in sight.
"Leigh's you can't do this!"
He said snatching the suitcase away from me.
"Yes I can. Watch me. This has been nothing but hell."
"Hell?—
"Yeah, a living one! Move!"
"Hell. Leigh, when was the last time you had to pay a bill? Worry about rent? Been homeless? Buy your own clothes, pay tuition for Noa, get your own gas? Need I go on, babygirl? If that's hell, I know a hell of a lot of people who would sell their souls and go on a killing spree just to be there!"
"You think that's all of that matters? The material things? I'm lonely! I'm lost. We've been living a major lie and now we're in danger. We were not smart about this."
We sat in an awkward, deep, silence. And of course, Kaine broke it.
"Why you always running from me?"
"Huh?"
"You've been running our whole entire lives, damn near. And now you're running away from this! You don't think that I'm lost or lonely too? This is the one time we really need to have each others backs..and you doing just what Leigh always does."
"You forget jackass, I had to run my whole life. I didn't have anybody!"
"You had me!"

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Tore
RomanceSo we meet again ? Your closets are overflowing , mine are opening back up. We're both tore up thinking about it. Torn between the danger and love.