King's huge frickin' book of randomness galore:The ultimate

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And now I present to you....Somethin' me and a buddy have been hedgin' out over the past few days, yaaaaaay! I love this little gem of a relationship here, and I decided to depict what I see when it really starts gettin' kicked off and the two have reached "thick and thin" status. Let's do this.

I couldn't be here. I just couldn't. I had to get out. He was in my head and he was already stuck. I had to leave. I can't give him what he wants. What they want.

I'm no mother.

I'm no aunt.

And I damn sure ain't a wife.

The thing telling me I wanted to be was just me having stuck around too long; that's it. I'd be back to my senses once I got the hell out of here like I knew I should've from the begining.

I'm doing the right thing. I know I am. This for the best. The best for me and for him.

For both of us. 

I managed to get out of bed without waking him. It still made my blood boil that the asshole convinced me to sleep in the same bed as his stupid ass.....

Or that I agreed.

He was civil enough, or should I say had enough sense not to try anything "hasty", but I still couldn't get over that fact.

But, then again, here I was trying to will myself to leave again.

I'd tried more than once.

"Tomorrow," I said.

"The next day," I said.

"Right after I'm done giving Sillia a little advice."

"Right after I try this new tea Hikari wanted me to test out."

 "Right after I help Stella and Titania with...whatever this is. I can't read this shit, but I'll leave after I'm done."

"Right after I find where Lian is."

"After I say goodbye to him. I owe him that."

"No you don't."

That's what I've tried to tell myself.

"He'll understand. He knew what he was getting himself into. I can leave any time I want."

No dice.

I put my hands on those huge ass double doors I had to put my damn back into just to open.

That ass.....

He would always open them for me, with that stupid little cheeky "After you."

Bastard.....

I pushed. 

Then I remembered the time me and the kids got lost in the rain on that trip they dragged me on with em'. We all had to push, and we kept pushin'. And we pushed until he came to give us a hand.

We sat out here all day, talking about all our memories. We had a picnic. I thought it was stupid, but I humored it for the kids' sake.

So many memories......In so little time.

"You can't forget all of that. You can't forget them. You can't forget them. Don't give me that you'll visit bullshit. You know damn well you won't look back. It's time to stop running. You finally have something. Don't walk away from it. You owe yourself. And you know damn well by now you owe him."

I sighed. 

"I hate you."

With that, I turned around, to see him.

"Hey wifey. Whatcha doin' up so late? Not runnin' out on me are yah?" 

I tensed, despite his joking tone and the grin on his face.

The face to me that spelled foolish faith.

I could run and never look back, and I doubt he would ever lost that face of his.

He cares too damn much.

But so do I.

"Nah, just getting some air. What? Whipped already?"

I smirked, and he laughed.
"Maybe. Mind if I join yah?"

Yes.

Hell yes.

"No, not at all."

"Good. I was just bein' polite."

Dork.

"Asshole."

"You know you love it."

Goddammit I do.

"Keep tellin' yourself that."

He sidled up to the doors, pushing them with one hand, looking down at me with that damn grin on his face.

"After you."

"Pfft...."

I walked out, letting him follow after me, and sat on the steps that led up to the ruined monument, him sitting next to me.

"You were gonna leave, weren't you?"

Dammit.

"I...."

"It's okay. I said yah could. But'cha didn't, so you don't have to say a thing. To me, that tells me all I need."

His voice dripped with sincerity, and I hated it. It was part of the reason I was still here despite everything my common sense was telling me.

"That I could run out on you and those kids at any time?"

"No. That you won't. Yah can't. Yah care and yah know it. I'm glad. Those kids love you; each and every last one of em'."

I felt myself tensing again. I opened my mouth, and closed it.

"And I do too."

I hated how he always knew what I was thinking, and what I was gonna say before I even said it. It was annoying as hell. And right now, it was just downright inconveniant.

"Bullshit."

"Nah. I tried not to, I did. Every part'a me said it was stupid, but look at me: In love with a chick that's everything but wife material."

I scoffed.

"Me? Look at you, yah piece a shit. I'm surprised you're even still functional....if that's even what you can call what you are."

He laughed.

"No, far from it. More like too damn stubborn to stop. And I'm glad fer' that. Couldn't be here with you if I did. And I'll tell yah what, Jeannie....."

He put his hand under my chin, lifting my head to stare into those piercing red pupils of his.

"I like havin' you here. I don't give a shit about the consequences. Everything in the past is just that; in the past. I'll be damned if I forget it, but so will I be if I don't. I'm never gonna forget. But I damn sure am gonna stop lettin' it rule my future. My future is here, in this house with those kids and a stubborn old lady."

I laughed.

I couldn't help it.

He sounded fucking insane.

But I must've been too.

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"Alright....Someone needs to look after your sorry immortal ass."

Because I wasn't saying no.