"I can't." I cried. "I can't do this anymore."
He looked up at me and shook his head walking towards me. I put my hand up and stopped him before he could make it to me.
"Just stay away from me. You can't make me stay this time." I sniffled and ran upstairs to his room throwing the door open.
I saw the empty pill bottles on the bed and started crying harder. My boyfriend was on drugs and I felt like I couldn't do anything about it.
We just we're good for each other, we couldn't work.
I heard his heavy footsteps come up the stairs and I snapped out of it grabbing my bag and throwing it over my shoulder.
He walked in and I moved to the corner of the room wiping my face with the back of my hand.
"Please Corey." I wheezed. "Move from the door. I can't do this anymore."
"We can work.. we've been here before... We-"
He moved closer and I put my hand out again, closing my eyes and shaking my head.
"Exactly.. We've been here before. Too many times. I can't do this anymore Corey. Ever since the miscarriage I've been down and you've been high!" I yelled. "I just. I can't."
"We can work this out." He paused. "You blaming all this shit on me, I told you I would get help."
"No." I shook my head. "You tried and we all know how that worked out. You gave up. You gave up on us." I mumbled.
"That's a lie, you know I tried. Please stay, please." He whimpered.
I swallowed the sob that was about to come out from how miserable he sounded.
"Please stop asking me stay."
"Please."
"I-I don't love you anymore, Corey." I spit out.
I meant it too, I haven't for a long time. After my baby died we just drifted apart. We barely talked anymore. Its like we we're strangers again.
The whole situation just changed me. I couldn't do it anymore.
"What?" He choked out.
Looking down at the ground I saw a picture of us on the floor. I closed my eyes and sucked my lips in.
He moved towards me and grabbed my face in his hands.
"Look me in the eyes and tell me you don't love me."
I looked up at him and moved my head closer into his hand that cupped my cheek.
"I don't love you anymore." I whispered, staring into his eyes.
He stepped back and dropped his hands to his sides, his mouth dropping open.
I moved around him and grabbed my phone that blowed up, texts from Teyana on my phone.
"I will always care for you, I just can't be with you anymore." I walked up to him and kissed his shocked face. "I'm sorry."
I kissed his lips and pulled away gently. I turned to walk away but his firm grip on my waist stopped me. He pulled me into him and I felt his warm embrace. It almost felt like how he used to hold me before shit starting going bad.
I wrapped my arms around him and closed my eyes, my head resting on his chest.
"I love you, Kingsley." He mumbled in my hair.
He moved his lips down to my forehead and kissed it pulling away from me.
I smiled sadly and stepped back from him giving him one last glance before I opened the door and closed it behind me.
I heard his sobs from the other side of the door and I cried taking my hand off of the knob
I just couldn't do it anymore. This relationship was too much, he was too much.
He was Toxic
And so was I.
