"I can't believe you did that." Nick said.
"I was just helping you." I said calmly.
"No, you just put my father in jail. Do you know what that means?" He hissed.
"Obviously- no actually tell me nick."
"It means whenever he gets out, everything's going to be worse."
"But babe you won't-" I started.
"The hits will be worse, him kicking me will be worse."
"Nick." I said calmly. "You won't even have to see-"
"Don't even say that." He said rubbing his temples. "Why do you always do things without asking?"
"I'm sorry," I said putting my head down. "I thought I was helping."
"Well look what you ended up doing." He said boiling with anger.
"I'm sorry, Nick. Was putting your father that almost kills you in jail not a good thing?!" I screamed.
To be honest I didn't want to fight. I didn't want to raise my voice. Fights always ended up leading to bad things, which was not an option. But at this point, I didn't care.
"No Meredith it's not!"
"How Nick?!" I asked. "I'm sorry I can't do anything right."
"That's for sure." He mumbled.
"Why are you being such a jerk?" I asked.
I clenched my fists. If nick wasn't in such a bad condition right now, I would've put him in the hospital.
"Why are you being such a sucky girlfriend?" He shouted.
"We'll maybe I should quit."
My heart shattered. I didn't mean that.
Nicks face dropped. He reached out for my hand but I jerked it away.
"Meredith.." He said touching my shoulder.
"Don't touch me." I hissed.
"Please," he pleaded.
"No, I'm leaving. Go do whatever you want in life. I don't even care."
"Meredith I know you didn't mean that."
"Don't talk to me," I said angrily. "Get out of my way."
"Please don't do this mere-"
"No, don't do this, Nick." I whispered. "Goodbye."
I started to walk away but nick grabbed my hand. I spun around and Nick said, "Lets not call this goodbye."
"Then what are we supposed to call it?"
"See you later?" He asked hopefully.
"Sure Nick, call it whatever you want." I said looking at my feet.
I didn't want this to happen. I didn't want to call this goodbye. I didn't even want to call it see you later. I wanted all of this to just be a dream.
But on the other hand, this should've happened. Maybe there's a good reason we took a break.
"I love you." Nick shouted before I walked out the door.
You wanna know what made me feel worse? I couldn't say it back.
-
(One week later.)
I picked up my phone and saw missed calls from Chelsea. I needed someone.
I dialed her number I had known from heart.
