Was It Even Possible?
Kian grabbed my arm and pulled me back.
"Get your damn hands off of me Kian I told you I didn't want to do this, we are done." I said trying to sound as confident as possible.
He doesn't let go and it makes me even madder. I shake and pull for him to get off but he doesn't.
"Kian get the fuck off of me. I don't love you anymore! We are done! Over! It was never even going to work!" I said tears threatening to fall.
I did still love this man but I knew from the start it was never gonna work.
"Is it true?" Kian quietly asked. By this time I had stopped shaking in his grip.
"Is what true?" I angrily asked.
"That you don't love me?" Kian asked his voice breaking at the end. I could tell he was holding back tears.
I knew it wasn't true. I loved this man with all I had left of me. I would give him my life if I could. But what's been happening the past few months is just too much to handle. There has been to much fighting and "sorry's" and "I'll make it up to you's".
"Kian I do love you. But everything that's been going on for the past months are just too much to handle." I said my voice calmer this time.
He shakes his head and grabs both of my hands rubbing my fingers.
"We can fix that right here right now." Kian says. I could tell by the loom in his eyes that he really wanted to try. But I couldn't do it anymore I don't think I had enough fight left in me.
"Kian-" I tried talking but he interrupts me.
"No. We will fix this because I love you and you love me. And love is stronger than anything and everything." He said looking at me teary eyed.
I looked at him and broke down crying. I really didn't have any fight left. I was too weak. And every little thing he says he has said before. He's never going to change. As much as I have tried to help him he always goes back.
Alcohol bottles everywhere, cigarettes, and cocaine on the living room table. I couldn't I just couldn't.
"You've said that before and nothing happened! Look around Kian! You're pathetic! You say you'll change but you never do. And I'm not staying around to be your little helper anymore because obviously there is no improvement." I yank my hands out of his and walk towards the door.
Behind me I can hear him yelling profanities. But they weren't towards me, they were towards himself.
"Please [Y/N] I love you! Don't leave me like this!" I can hear the sadness in his voice and as much as it pains me and makes me wanna turn around and run into his arms I can't because then he would win and I would lose like I have over, and over, and over before.
"Goodbye Kian. I love- loved you." I slam the door shut and get in my car. I sit in silence staring at my driving wheel. I could hear the smashing of items inside the house but it was no longer my problem. I wiped away my tears and pulled out of my driveway.
I was finally free. No longer a helper. No longer his maid.
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