When Worlds Collide

103. I'm Done

~Valerie's POV~

I woke up a little bit earlier than usual, I got up to go use the bathroom and when I came back I actually got a chance to see Ryan before he left. "Good morning baby." He said buttoning up his shirt

"Morning." I said

"So what do you want to do today? You want to go back shopping because the last time you barely bought anything."

"No." I said sternly

"No? What do you mean no, imma leave my card with you."

"I don't want to go shopping!" I snapped

"Ok, you don't have to go shopping. You can go get your hair done or something."

"I don't want to do that either! I don't want to do anything by myself anymore!"

He started to become irritated, "Valerie what the hell are you talking about?! You're not by myself, I always have somebody there with you."

"That's not the point. I'm tired of doing things without you. You've been neglecting me for days now and not once have you mentioned us spending any time together!" I fumed

"I told you, I'll get around to it."

"When! You said that last week and you haven't made any effort to actually do anything! But you know what? I can't even be all that mad at you, because this is my fault as well. It's my fault that I let you treat me like a toilet seat, you shit on me whenever you feel like it and I'm supposed to sit there and take it. You say whatever you want and no matter how mad I am with you, I still forgive you and I still stay by your side no matter if you're right or wrong. You know that deep down you can say or do whatever you want to me and I won't do anything about it because I love you too much! That's why you've treated me like shit for fifteen years because you know you can get away with it and I won't say nothing about it." I had reached my breaking point as I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, when I opened them he was staring back at me

"But who am I to say anything about you. I'm just your little wife, I have no right to criticize you on anything that you do and everything else that you do for me, I should be grateful. I'm sorry if my rant messed up your psyche and ability to focus at work, I apologize. I'm sorry for nagging and bugging you when it's obvious you're busy and you have other things to worry about besides me all the time. I should know my place and not say a word, like I have for fifteen years. Feel free to come home tonight and shit on me and tell me how me going off on you, screwed up your whole day. Dump all your troubles and frustrations out on me because I deserve it. Again, I'm sorry and whether you come home or not, I'll always be right here waiting for you to do as you please. Have a nice day." I said while holding back the tears in my eyes

I got back in the bed and I turned my back to the door so I wouldn't start crying. When the door closed then I really started to let it out, the tears heavily flowed from my eyes and it seemed as if it wasn't going to stop. I soaked a good bit of my pillow in a matter of minutes and my tears were spreading

I heard the door open and I heard the clanging of the plates and I knew it was Mariska. I quickly sniffled up my tears and wiped my face. "Thank you Mariska, you can just set the tray down on the table and I'll get it myself."

"I was hoping that we could have it together." I slowly turned around and Ryan stood by the bed with the tray of food and an apologetic look on his face

I sat up, "What are you doing here? You're going to be late for work." I said wiping my tears from my face

"You're hurting and I can't leave you like this."