ALEX

GOODBYE

I don't blame him for not picking up my phone calls. It's only fair that Kit ignores me but the silence is killing me and so with that I find myself at his workshop at the mercy of his workers. He works as a carpenter.

"Follow me he's in the back," one of his workers signals me as I stand in the chaos of the shop staring in amazement at the breathtaking furnitures they've created.

I am nervous. I don't know how Kit will react upon noticing that I've decided to crash at his job without his knowing. I can only picture how infuriated he will be the moment he sees me, we haven't talked in two weeks. I haven't seen him in two weeks and I find that insane. I am to blame of course. I pushed him away.

"Kit, someone's here to see you," and with that the worker exits the room and I am left alone with him. He's in his usual work clothes, denim jeans and a pleaded shirt.

His back faces me while he chips off a piece of wood. I am the least of his concerns as I stand there for another fives minutes until finally he turns around to see me standing there. He looks well and I am glad to see that he's in good health.

"Glad to see that you're doing well," he says sarcastically before turning his back once more.

His curls are tired back by a rubber band while his menacing eyes examines the portion of the wood he's got in his grasp. "And what is that suppose to mean," I question him as I step beside him.

"The sign says to stay behind the yellow tape," he points out to me knowing damn well that I'd want to see his face as we spoke.

I look at the sign and stare at the bloody yellow tape on the ground. I take a step back.

"Answer me," I continue, I want to know what he means by his comment.

"Nothing, just happy to see that you are well. I thought for a moment that you were taken away since you've been ignoring me for sometime," his tone is deafening and I can tell that this short encounter won't turn out so well.

I just wish that he would turn around and face me so that we can talk like civilized people do or at least as a damn couple. I deserve his anger I understand that much but what I can't accept is him pushing me away. This barrier between us I am not use too although I've placed it there first. Irony I know.

"I haven't ignored you I just needed sometime to think..."- I pause the moment I realize that he's turned around to stare into my eyes.

With a blade in one hand and the piece of wood in the other, he stops working.

"Excuse me for not believing that shit you are feeding me," Kit places the items in his hands down and wipes his hands off on his worn down pleaded shirt whose sleeves he's got rolled up to his elbow.

His face is turning red.

"Excuse me." I am not used to hearing him curse let alone groan in frustration as he tries to contain his rage. I can see it in his eyes that he is hurt, that I've struct a sensitive area in his heart that he trusted me to never violate.

"I don't know why you're here right now, go to him," Kit paces back and forth until finally he stops. He brushes his fingers through his dark hair and sighs.

"I'm here to apologize for putting a barrier between us, I just needed sometime to...."-but Kit stops me dry in my sentence.

"Some time to think about who you should choose, him or me. Is that it, well I'll make it easy for you. I'm done!"

My eyes open wide.

"What," I whisper.

"You've heard me, I am done."

I stand in silence.

"You don't do this, you don't just disappear and expect someone to accept you back in their lives when you feel like the time is right for you to show up. You don't do that...especially to someone who loves you!"

I don't know what to say. I can see the tears building up in the inner rim of his eyes as he sighs a few more times before turning his back to me. Maybe it is because a tear has slipped pass him and he doesn't want me to see how vulnerable he looks.

"I'm sorry," I manage to muster up but I can tell that he doesn't want to hear it.

"Goodbye," he responds as he points to the exit sign.

I suppose that this is goodbye....

"Goodbye."