A/N: There's a little swearing so. don't read if you don't want to.
This isn’t just working anymore, I thought to myself. I laid the knife on the counter and replace my hair behind my ear. I sighed. I examined the counter, I was missing tomatoes. I walked up to the fridge and took some tomatoes and begin to cut again.
I had my parent’s house for the weekend and I had planned a nice dinner with Riley. I thought it was the best way to talk with him. Because honestly, I had try to figure out how to tell him what I wanted but I couldn’t find a proper moment and way to do it, so I thought why not invite him over dinner? He’s much nicer after he ate. And I also thought because there’s not really a best way to tell him I want to break up with him.
Once the sauce was done, I went upstairs and changed from my dirty shirt and jeans to something clean and went downstairs and waited. I sat on the couch and waited. He was late.
The doorbell rang and I stood up and opened the door. Riley was standing in front of me, breathing hard. “I’m sorry, I’m so late.” He handed me some flowers. He always knew I loved flowers and usually, I’d forgive him in exchange of some of it.
We headed to the kitchen and I poured him a glass of water before starting preparing the other half of the dinner. While the pasta was cooking, we made small talk. I asked him how has his day had been and stuff like that. He had answered all my questions with a smile on his face. How could he do that? We both knew our relation was on the rock. Maybe he wants to fix us.
We had already talked a bit about us. At that time, I wasn’t ready to let go yet. I thought I could hold on, as long as we both made some efforts -and we did. In the meantime, I had received had been accepted to NYU and Riley’s band was going really well and they had been gone on tour and things kept on getting bigger for them. So I guess now things weren’t the same anymore and I was ready to let us go, even if it hurt.
“There ya go.” I put the plate on the table. “Hope you like it.” I smiled. We started eating and for all that time, I forgot why I had invited him. We joked and laughed like we used to. Just like the first time we met. I realized I missed that and I’ll always miss it.
Dinner was over and Riley helped clean up the kitchen. I put our plates in the dishwasher and looked at him. “You know for college…” I started. He nodded. My words were all getting mixed up in my mind and I hadn’t even spoken yet.
“I’m leaving in a month.” Riley nodded. “Oh, I see.” I looked at him. His face, I was going to miss it. I was going to miss spending time with him. “And… I can’t do this anymore.” I spoke fast and almost whispered as I leaned my arms on the counter.
“I’m sorry. I just can’t anymore Riley.” Tears were starting to fall and I whipped them off. I could see Riley getting angry. “I’m just gonna let that sink in.” He said as he began to walk around the living room. I threw the dry cloth near the sink and went to the living room.
“I can’t believe it,” he paused, “I know it’s been a hard time for us but you just can’t.” I looked down, maybe I was ashamed. I didn’t answer him. “You know what? I fought for you. For US,” He breathed heavily, “And that’s all you’re just breaking up with me.” He looked really mad. “I did everything! And you’re just gonna let that go. So easily, how can you?”
I didn’t know what to answer. I was ashamed right now. He was making feel guilty for wanting to break up with him. Maybe I was, after all. He kept on screaming at me, only making me feel worse. I didn’t know what to do. All the words I heard were showing in my mind. I didn’t know what was happening. I wasn’t like this. I wasn’t the kind of girl who just lets his boyfriend walk all over her.
“Now can you shut your mouth? Don’t you think I have nothing to say?” I breathe in. “You shouldn’t. You’re the one who want to break up.” His words were cutting like knives. “Stop telling me what to think or feel Riley! That’s all you’ve been telling me for the last ten minutes. I’m not your doll!” I was really mad now too.
“And now you’re just being an asshole. So, just give me a reason to stay? That’s what you want? Well there’s none Riley! And you can leave this house and never come back again.” I pushed him through the door and slammed it behind him. “You’re insane.” He said through the door before leaving. I screamed as I kicked the door with my feet.
“Damn it, it hurts.” I swore as I took my foot in my hand to pretend the pain would go away but it wasn’t. “Just give me a reason to say,” I mumbled, “Go fuck yourself.” I lay on the floor and rested my back on the door.
Once the pain in my toe disappeared, I cried and cried. I didn’t want this to end like that. I wanted this to end up in good terms, now it never will. I wiped my tears away but they kept on coming down.
I stood up and went in the kitchen and searched for my parent’s secret place where they kept alcohol. It was the best idea I had. I didn’t have any other, truth been told. So I thought that if I drank enough I could forget about it and that tomorrow would come faster for a fresh start.
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