Ordinary Life

Anxiety

March 5, 2015

The startling chiming from my alarm, woke me up from my sleep. However, I felt this urge to throw up. My body was flimsy, weak, incapable of functioning on its own. I felt dizzy and light headed. I attempted to roll over to my side, where Bruno laid beside me. "Bruno." I whimpered in the dark morning. He grunted and brushed me off of him.

I didn't need him to help me. I can do it on my own. I took a deep breath, which was hard, given the fact that my lungs were being pressed on. I sat up and swung my legs over the bed. I stood, putting all my weight on my feet. My toes curled on the wooden tile floor, hoping it would give me a sort of grip as I walk.

I walked forward, and I had a strong case of vertigo, but I put up a fight. Small steps, is what I took, to reach the restroom, to figure out my problem, and just when I thought I was doing swell, I fall, crashing to the ground.

"Eve?" I heard Bruno shuffling in the bed. I groan, as the pain from my fall stung to my muscles. Bruno got out of the bed, and came around to see me, lying on my side. "Eve! Oh my God. What happened?" I could feel his pulse pounding in his wrist, where I held him. "I just need a day off." I whispered.
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It was about ten in the morning and I was in the kitchen brewing a cup of coffee, while Bruno was calling in sick for me. Bruno joined in, hanging up the phone, and setting it on the hook. "Did you take some medication?" He asked. "Yeah. Thanks."

I sat on the counter, swinging my feet. Bruno came in between my legs, holding what he loved most, my waist. "I hate seeing you like this. You're so stressed, it's making you sick." He said. I pulled my hair behind ear. "I hate feeling this way, but it comes with the job." I laughed.

"I need you to relax Genevieve, we don't need to have another episode like this morning." Bruno rested his head on my chest. "I'll relax, I promise." "...and hey, lay off the coffee will yah. Drink something suttle, not something that will make you bounce off the walls." Bruno dumped my coffee down the drain.

"Okay, Dr. Bruno." I sarcastically said. Bruno came between my legs again and said, "Exactly.  I'm here to make you feel better." He kissed the tip of my nose. "How can you make me feel better?" I twisted his perfectly curled hair. "I can give you whatever you want. Just ask." He bit his bottom lip, adding a smile. "Make me feel safe." I whispered. "You're always protected when you're with me."

Bruno's landline rang like crazy. "I'll go get that." "Okay babe." I dragged my fingers on his shoulders as he walked away. "Hello?" Bruno answered. "This is he. Who's this?" Bruno asked. There was a long pause, and the silence was killing me. Bruno then turned towards me, looking at me. "Oh, I see. I'll let her know. Goodbye." Bruno hung up the phone, and put the phone back onto the hook.

I smiled and asked, "Who was that babe?" I asked. "Pack your shit and get the fuck out." Bruno calmly said to me. I scoffed. "Excuse me?" "You fucking heard me. Get the hell out of my house. Leave the keys too."

"Care to explain why you're speaking to me like so?" I asked. "You know who that was Genevieve? That was Wyatt." I snickered. "Okay and?" "Says he needs you to come down to the sheriff's department. He said, he knows you'll come to see him since you tried to...have sex with him yesterday." My heart raced.

"Bruno, let me explain that." "Is that why you pulled that I'm stressed card? I constantly asked you, what's bothering you, and you kept brushing it off. What else have you been hiding from me?" Bruno asked. "Bruno, I didn't have sex with him. I had to be a...certain way to get him to say things he wouldn't normally say." "Certain things?" Bruno repeated.

"I trusted you Genevieve, and you straight up told me, nothing was bothering you. So, go pack your shit, and go see your little boyfriend. Pretty sure he's waiting for you." "Bruno, I don't want to be with him, I want to be with you. Don't do this shit, Bruno." My eyes became misty. "I think you should go." Bruno said. "Now." He added.

"Bruno, you're taking this way out of proportion. Wyatt said he'd kill...to make me happy. Bruno, he was willing to take you out of the picture so he could...make me feel better. You have to believe me on this one, Bru." Bruno crossed his arms willing to listen. "Look, I acted like we broke up...just to set the plot. I had to make him say certain things that would get him caught. He wouldn't say it if I deliberately asked him. He's no fool."

"You know who's a fool, Genevieve? You. You're stupid enough and so shallow, that you had to take it that direction." Bruno shook his head in disgust. "Now, I'm going to say it again, get out of my house, now."

My stomach twisted and my heart broke. "You're really making a mistake." I said. "Goodbye Genevieve." He refused to look at me.

I had this sick feeling in my stomach about this, but didn't think it would actually happen.