Caskett: Their Home

Chapter 7: Connecting

The struggle in actually hailing a taxi was way for of a trouble than walking. But eventually as the time went on at around 10:00 I managed to get to my apartment. I immediately ran to my room and collapsed onto my bed. I began to cry.

If Rick really felt bad for me her would tell me. Right? I would think so, but then again life has been giving me a hell of a hard time, so why would it give me a slice of the light? I thought everything was going to work out with Castle and I. I had opened up to him, but maybe everything said had no meaning to him. Maybe it went in one ear and out the other. He didn't care. He wanted nothing to do with my problems. He was putting me. I meant nothing to him. I was garbage, I am garbage. I just let the tears flow endlessly from my eyes as I hugged my pillow as if it was a lifeline. I needed a drink. I didn't need anyone. I sat up and squeezed my eyes shut while all the blood in my head balanced out.

I managed to get to feet and stumbled through my house. I conquered the journey to my kitchen and pulled open my fridge door. Immediately feeling the coolness of the icy air was a relief for my lungs and puffy eyes. I had one bottle left. I reached in and pulled it out, already relieved that tonight's events would not be remembered. I was about to pop open the bottle when I heard my door open. I jumped and ducked behind my counter having no idea who was entering my apartment. I heard heavy footsteps and peered around the side of my kitchen island.

It was Josh.

I bolted up right trying not to act crazy for being on the floor. He saw me and his face lit up.

"Kate!" He said filled with glee.

"Josh! What are you doing back so early?" I questioned closing the fridge and sliding the vodka behind a bouquet of flowers.

"I missed you, so I asked if I could leave early since we had made much more development than we thought."

"That's great!"

He walked closer and I came out from behind the counter. He embraced me sort of hard and I felt a wave of pain roll over me. I pushed him back and he grabbed me by the waist. He lifted up my shirt and when he saw the scars and bruises he became horrified.

"What happened?" He asked pulling my shirt back down.

"I don't want to talk about it tonight, I'm kind of just really tired."

"Really? Because I was kind of hoping we could do something else."

"Do you mind if we not. Because I really need to talk you."

"About what?"

"Us."

"Kate." He warned.

"Josh I was hit by a car, that's what happened. And I realized something. That were not really working out, we're falling apart. You've been gone for far to long and for a moment I forgot that we were even together."

"Did you fuck someone else?"

"No, I-"

"Did you fuck that writer?"

"Josh! No."

"Don't yell at me. I don't understand why you want to break up with me, I came back for you, YOU. And now you're telling me that you even forgot we were together. I thought about you every single day I was gone, and Carrie helped me through missing you, she took my mind off things."

"Did you sleep with her?"

"Yes, but only once-"

"Josh!"

"And it only made me real or how much I missed you."

"I can't believe you!"

"Why are you mad?"

"Because you come home and want to have sex, only to tell me that you already slept with someone else."

"Well at least I didn't forget that we were together."

"But I need to confess something to you too."

"What is that?"

"I kissed someone. I made out with someone."

"Who, Kate I promise I won't get mad."

"It was Castle."

"Richard fucking Castle! You're a slut!" He yelled knocking over my table lamp over it shattering all over the floor.

"Excuse me but what part of that was not getting mad!"

Josh took a dangerously close step towards me and I froze.

"Don't yell at me," he stated calmly, as almost if he was whispering, "don't YELL at ME!" He then yelled with such a brutal force that it startled me so much that I fell to the ground. He towered over me and then walked away. He went into our room and o heard him rustling around. He was always jealous of Castle. He was very possessive over me, very territorial. Soon he came back out and saw me still in the same spot. Haven't moved. He cautiously made his way to me and stated quietly.

"I agree, this relationship isn't improving, so I'm leaving. If I stay I'll probably end up doing something to you that I'll probably regret later, so this, this is goodbye. Kate. I'm done." When he was done he trudged over to the door and closed it, probably going to meet up with 'Carrie.' I didn't even realize that I was holding my breathe until I let it out.

I spent at least five more minutes on the ground before I made myself comfortable enough to get up and retrieve my vodka.

It was no longer chilled, so got a measuring cup and filled it with crushed ice. I then opened to bottle and poured the ice into it. I threw the measuring cup into the sink and then walked over to my couch. I plopped down and took a long gulp. It felt good to feel the burning sensation once again as it retreated down my throat and into my stomach. I took another sip and set it between my legs, throwing my head back against the arm rest of my couch. Sooner or later I awoke from my restless slumber to answer a knock at my door.

I had no idea how long i was asleep but when j looked down at my bottle I realized that I must've been asleep for about five to ten minutes. I hesitantly got up and tripped all the way to my door. When I opened it I saw Rock on the other side. His face was bloody and bruised. Or so I thought. I could just be hallucinating because in intoxicated.

"Rick? What happened?" I slurred, gesturing for him to come in.

He gladly obliged and stared at the half empty vodka bottle on the table.

"Why are drinking again?" He asked looking at me, disappointment filled in his eyes. Only then for him to take a drink himself.

"What the hell happened to you?"

"Josh happened." He said taking another drink.

Hope you enjoyed this one, I know I did!

    - K 💝