A Love Too Corrupt

§*Chapter 47*§

Anyae and Tahnah had been laughing and watching Central Intelligence together when someone started knocking at the door. Tahnah moved to answer it but Anyae got to the door first.

"Who is it?"

"Open the door, Anyae."

Yep, she knew that voice.

The moment she let him in he walked past her to Tahnah, slapped her $50 in her hand, and grabbed Anyae on his way back out her apartment.

Tahnah called out her goodbye to Anyae before he left out the door.

Anyae looked up at Constantine as he was pulling her along but going by the look on his face, decided not to say anything.

The whole ride home Anyae would glance over at him but he kept his eyes on the road. When they got home Anyae finally took in his appearance. His hair was mussed, like he had been running his fingers through it. His knuckles were swollen and she could see two gunshots wounds in his shoulder. He had a gash on his face and he was missing something... Where is his wedding band?

"Baby...where is your ring?"

He dug it out his pocket and slipped back on his finger. Anyae frowned at his lack of words and went into the kitchen to make an ice pack for him.When she came back out he wasn't in the living room so she went upstairs to their room and sat on the bed.

After a half an hour in the shower he came out, towel wrapped around his waist and drying his hair with another. Anyae slowly walked up to him with the ice pack and just as she was raising it to his hand he caught her by the wrist. His fingers gently pried the ice pack out of her hands and he went back into the bathroom to drain it in the sink.

Anyae took that as a sign to leave him alone so she gathered her clothes and went back downstairs to shower. Her feelings were hurt but she pushed them aside and finished up her shower. By now she was out and silently hoping that if she walked slow that he would be sleep once she got back to their room. She had no such luck. He was up, stretched out on the bed in sweatpants but without a shirt, hair damp and messy. His eyes followed her around the room but she tried her best to ignore his burning gaze.

He watched as she headed into the closet to get changed into some comfy sleepwear. She slipped on a pair of rainbow girl briefs and a tank top then headed back out. She put her hair into a messy bun and went to go brush her teeth. Then she got into bed. Constantine was still staring at her so she turned away from him and forced herself to sleep.

Her lack of interaction with him stung but he said nothing and went to sleep.

The next morning was just the same. He had pulled her into his arms in his sleep and once she woke up first she pulled herself from him and went downstairs to cook her something. He woke minutes after to see her side of the bed empty.

He went downstairs to find her making breakfast. She didn't say anything but he knew that she could see him out the corner of her eye. He tried walking towards her but she stepped away from him and pointed towards the counter where his food was. There was alot that Constantine could take but this just wasn't going to be one of them. As soon as she finished her plate she tried to walk away from him but he caught her by her waist and sat her on the counter.

He was going to get her to talk to him one way or another.