"Carter! I told you a billion times to put the dish in the dishwasher!" I yelled through the house. I opened the dishwasher and placed Carter's mess into it.
"I'm sorry babe." He said, entering the kitchen. He wrapped his arms around my waist, kissing my cheek from behind.
"I tell you all the time. It frustrating." I said, pulling out of his embrace. He sighed, running his hand through his hair.
"I don't know what you want me to say right now." He said.
"I don't want you to say anything. I just want you to listen to me for once." I put my hands on my hips. His eyes burned into mine.
"This is something more than the dishwasher. What is it baby?" he asked. Ugh I hate how he knows me sometimes.
"It's nothing." I lied. He wasn't buying it. He raised his eyebrows, his stare burning holes into me.
"Carter, I said it's nothing."
"You're a shit liar." He said. I sighed.
"I just feel like you're always too busy for me- witch magcon and all. Everything I say you forget." I said. His face fell.
"What? No, babe, that's not true. Not even a little bit. I'm never too busy for you. I'll always be here and you know that." He said, getting worried.
"I know but you're always out with someone or on tour for like four months and here I am, just sitting at home waiting." I fought back tears. I can't cry just yet.
"(Y/N), you know for damn sure that is not right. Who do I call three times a day to make sure you're okay? Who is the first person I greet when I come back? Who do I come to first when I need someone to talk you? Its you! It's always you and it always will be you."
"You sure as hell don't act like it. You've been slipping away, Carter. Don't even deny it because we both know it's true. You've been calling less, coming home later, you barely even hear a word I say. I'm so over it, Carter. I know Magcon means everything to you, and I'm okay with that. But just stop trying to handle both me and it. It's not fair to me." I let a tear fall down my cheek.
"No, you don't mean that. I love you so much, (Y/N). More than you could ever imagine. Please don't do this."
"Carter, I'm sitting and waiting for you like a jackass! It's not fair!" He tried to interrupt me but I cut him off.
"And I'm sick and tired of getting my hopes up, and staring at my damned phone all the time, just waiting for you!" I yelled, more tears escaping my eyes.
"Stop it! I've been doing to to support us! And you know that! we've been through this many times and I'm sick of that! Don't you know how much I love you? Don't you know how much I dread leaving you? It sucks but it is what is!"
"Just stop, okay? Go have fun with your friends, and the guys. Just go. I'll pack my shit and leave. I support us too, by the way. May more than you so just stop." I said, pushing past him and walking into our- his bedroom.
He followed, leaning against the door way.
"Listen, I'm sorry okay? Just hear me out. I've been going to new places, seeing new things- but it's all pointless without you. One day, we are going to travel and everything will be so much better with you there and I want you to know I love you so so much. But I'm making money doing something I love. That's so hard these days and you know it. I'm sorry but it's what I do." He said.
"I get that, Carter. I love you, but I can't do this anymore. It's too much. I want you to understand that I really do love you, but I can't keep doing this to myself." I said through my tears. My throat felt like it was closing. Carter's eyes became glossy.
"Baby, please don't do this. You're my everything and I can't even imagine losing you." he choked out. I feel like throwing up. This is too much.
"Carter, this is hard enough. Please?" I begged, the tears falling from my eyes rapidly. A tear made it's way down his cheek. He swiped it away. He just stood there, not even looking at me.
I grabbed my overnight bag and threw whatever I saw in there. Carter walked into the room and whatever I put into my bag, he took out.
"What the hell, can you stop?" I yelled. He threw whatever was in his hand on the floor and looked at me.
"No! I can't stop, (Y/N). I'm trying here. I'm busting my ass trying to make this work. I love you so much, I can't let you leave. Stop trying because you know damn well it's not right. Stop doing this to yourself, baby. I love you and I know you love me. We need to be together. I need you. You are my life, don't you get that? I can't function without you. You're what I see when I wake up and what I dream about when I fall asleep. So can you stop pretending-" I cut him off by attaching my lips to his.
He just stood there, not reacting. I pulled back and his eyes were shut and he was smiling.
"I love you." he said, his eyes still closed. I giggled and kissed him again, this time he kissed back.
"I'm sorry for trying to leave. I don't know what to do anymore. But I love you so much and you're right." I said. He shook his head smiling and kissed me again.
