Keeping a Strong Performance

Gameplan

So this story is going somewhere I promise. I have so many ideas for it I've just got to get there if you get me. So yeah, here you go.

Reiner wasn't lying when he said he would take me home if Annie couldn't. The only thing was the fact that Annie was more than capable of taking me home, it's just when I told her about what Reiner said, she smirked and left. Said it would be good for me. So that's how I wound up in his car and he was taking me home. I didn't want to say a word to him even though he was attempting to make conversation.

Truth was, I was bitter these days. I went from being a sobbing mess all the time to a bitter, hateful person. I guess this is the stages of divorce? I didn't shed a single tear during the call with my mother and I didn't even tell her about our separation. She just asked how Reiner was and I said he was fine. Not a lie I don't guess. Did I take the ring off? No, no I couldn't do that.

It didn't seem to matter how much I seemed to hate him, saying goodbye forever just seemed to hard for me. I stared bitterly out of the window most of the ride. I didn't want to talk and Reiner could sense that, but he just had to keep on trying I guess.

"The doctors said you needed someone to come and stay with you for a little bit everyday to make sure you're eating and all that." He said and I scoffed. I knew what he was getting at, but even as a friend I didn't want him to "take care" of me. That's something he did when he "loved" me, so I wouldn't take lies from a friend either.

"I'll get Annie to do it." I said without looking at him. He sighed and turned into the garage. I was still weak physically and mentally, but I can fake mental strength. I got out of the car as soon as we stopped and walked over to the elevator. He quickly got out and grabbed the bags of groceries and other pointless necessities. He jogged to the elevator and got on just in time for the doors to slide closed. I had to wear a medical bracelet for a few weeks so if something happened people would know I was recovering.

And of course, that same old couple was on the elevator. Reiner smiled kindly at them and I tried to do the same thing. "Are you two back together now?" The old man that never said anything asked looking up at both of us. Reiner tried to find something to say, but I didn't feel like beating around the bush.

"No. He's got a girlfriend and he's happy with her I hope. He's just helping me today and hopefully he will be gone." I said and the two nodded sadly. Reiner looked over at me and I shrugged.

"Now don't be like that." He whispered so the old man and woman wouldn't hear but I didn't care. "We were going to be civil about this, right?" I scoffed. "No need to be bitter." I had to hold in a humorless laugh.

"I have every right to be bitter, don't you think?" I asked but it was more of a statement. The old couple looked uncomfortable so on the next stop, I got out. "I'm taking the stairs. It's too stuffy in here." The doors closed before Reiner could try to follow me. I knew I had a lot of stairs to tackle, but it was much better than dealing with him.

I was nearly out of breath when I got to my floor. I seen Reiner waiting by the door and I groaned. Sure I was acting like a child, but it's not like I had any reason not to. I got my key out of my pocket and unlocked the door. I went in without saying a word to Reiner. He could obviously feel the tension in the air when he walked in. I walked to the couch and seen the papers that I had refused to sign and I put them under the cushion.

I didn't want to see them. They weren't going to help my mental state. The walls were bare, it was dark and cold in this house that used to be filled with so much life. I could still remember the first time we came in here after purchasing it. We were so happy then. We didn't have a worry in the world and we believed in happy endings. But life isn't a fairy tale and it just leaves you with happy memories that haunt you.