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The cool air brushed past me, chilling my skin to the point of goosebumps.
Leaving the house in only a T-shirt and running shorts was not a good idea, especially since it was mid October.
If I had, had time to grab a jacket or change, I would have; But I had to get out of there with what little pride I had.
My boyfriend Andy had never been so rude before today.
I guess you always think you've seen every side of someone until an argument arises and they flip on you.
I don't even know how it happened, one minute I'm trying to get him to open up as to why he's so upset, and the next minute he's yelling at me and telling me how I don't care and that I'm a terrible excuse of a girlfriend.
You could imagine my anger towards his hostility when I was in fact, only trying to help. So, instead of yelling back at him and making things worse, I swallowed my thoughts and walked out.
Now I was here, 5 blocks from home, walking around freezing and complaining to myself.
I had been expecting him to come after me. Tell me not to go and that he was sorry for his harsh words. But my life isn't a romance novel. And unfortunately, he wasn't the romance type.
I ended up walking back to find his car gone.
I wouldn't let myself cry over him. He didn't deserve it. So instead, I packed all his stuff for him and put it by the door.
I grabbed a pen and paper scribbling down that I wanted him out by tomorrow afternoon and to leave his key on the mat.
I didn't stay to see his reaction. Instead I opted out and went to my favorite pastry shoppe and ate my heart out until I could feel nothing but the ache of my stomach. Compulsive eating was a habit of mine, especially when I was sad.
I didn't go back home until 4pm the next day. I had stayed at a friends house for the night, and most of the day.
I wanted this to be easy. I wanted letting him go to be easy. But in reality, it was heartbreakingly painful. I had grown fond of him and his playful sarcastic self, and to know that I was going to have to deal without him, well, it hurt.
I walked in the house feeling numb.
His bags were gone.
Somewhere, deep down in the part of my heart I was ignoring, I'd wished that he had stayed.
I made my descent towards my room, only to be stopped by a tug of my arm, that had me reeling backwards.
The soft toned feel of him was something I had gotten used to and I fought the urge to hug him back.
"Baby, please hug me back." his voice was a mere whisper against my ears, that were currently filled with the sounds of my own sobs.
I didn't answer him.
He took the liberty to sooth me, running a colossal hand through my unkept hair and whispering sweet things like a mother would, until my sobs died down into sniffles.
"I know what I said was uncalled for, and I know I've been an inconsiderate distant asshole for the past few weeks, but if you think for one second that I'm letting you go just like that over things that I didn't even mean, you're gravely mistaken."
I didn't respond, nor did I look up at him.
I was afraid that if I did, I'd take one look at his eyes and forgive him, no questions asked.
"Andy, I really think you should go." My voice was quiet and filled with uncertainty.
"I was having a bad day, my raise I was supposed to get, ended up being revoked and now I have to work overtime on Saturday. The only reason I was so pissed off is because I had so much planned for us Saturday. It was going to be perfect, and now...well now I'm faced with the fact you're angry and disappointed in me. Not to mention the fact you were going to beak up with me." He looked disappointed in himself, I instantly grew guilty. I shouldn't have looked up because as soon as our eyes met, our lips were soon to follow.
With our lips pressed together, I almost forgot that we weren't on the best terms.
He rested his forehead against mine after pulling his lips away from me.
"I love you so much Taylor. I'm sorry for pushing you so far that you thought we weren't fixable. Please don't give up on me baby." I repressed my tears as I gave him a nod.
"I love you too, Andy."
Wrapped in his embrace he brought me to our room and snuggled me under the blankets as we listened to the sounds of each others breathing before falling asleep in mid day.
Nothing is ever prefect, and if the love you have is really worth it, you'll need to fight to keep it alive
