I Can't Let You Go

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Em phone was vibrating all night long. She waken up by it. She checked the clock and it was 3 am. She couldn't believe. Finally she has a chance to sleep, but it seems someone don't let her. She tried to keep her eyes open. "KIT" when she realized his name on the phone screen, she scared for a minute. 
"Kit, what happened? Everything okay?"
"Yeah Iam yeah" he answered barely understandable "I am wanted I am.. hearyour voice."
Em frowned. 
"Are you drunk? Kit, where are you?"
"A bit. An ici little. AndI missUfucking much" 
"Kit where are you?" she was mad at him at once, and she worried too. That was a hard time, for both of them, and she worried he's gonna do some stupid thing, or start drinking again. It was his weakness. He always picked the bottle, when the situation became too hard.  
"Iamfine. I just ... wantedto wanted to hear your voice. I wanna go ... there." 
"Kit it is definitely not a good idea" She ran her fingers through her hair. "Just, call a cab, and go home, okay? Please." 
"Yourhome?" he murmured. 
"No! Your home. Kit. Please. Just... why did you drink? What happened?" she tried to be patient, but it was hard. She hated him when he drank too much. He twisted from himself those times. "Kit?"
"I don't go anywhere until youcomehere."
"I can't go there. Kit, just please. You know I can't. Just... go home, and have some sleep. Listen if you love me... you go home now. Okay?" she sighed.
"SoIam notimportant for you?"
"Okay, just finish this!" Em raised her voice "I love you, but if I go there now, it ruins everything. Just call a cab and go home. Just please. I beg you Kit."
"Do not tellme what to do. I don't wanna go to her, if youwont let me go to you, I am notgoing anywhere."
"Why do you make this more hard, than it already is." Emilia sighed. "I love you, your fucking idiot... just... go home. Please."

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"Thank you." Emilia sighed, while they were walking in the park. Life is unpredictable and nonsense sometimes. Brings impossible situations. 
"That was the least I can do... after what I ... did with you." Charlie nodded while walking next to her. 

LAST NIGHT... AND MORNING

Kit was shouting in the bar, his luck, that not too many people were there. He said shit things about love, and life. The bartender tried to send him home, first in a polite way, then he threatened him he is going to call the police if he did not stop.
"There is no need for this" the voice came from behind his back. It was Charlie. He was not in his mind, he did not even recognize him. "I take him home. Sorry for the inconvenience." he slid money to the bartender and put his hand to Kit's shoulder. "Come with me."
"No." he murmuned. 
"Look, I am not your friend, and I won't hesitate to punch you out, if it is necessary. Get out from here. Now!" Charlie raised his voice. 
Kit acted like a huffish child, but he started to walk to the exit door. Charlie took his jacket and walked after him. 
"Howyou dare to come here?" Kit shouted him in the street. Finally, he noticed, who was the one who helped him. "After what you did with her, how... " he continued.
"After what I did with her I saved your ass. I do not have any excuses, but if you won't get into that fucking cab right now, you are gonna loose her forever. You can thank me later."
"Screw you" he continued.

Charlie grabbed her jacket by his neck and pushed him to the wall. Kit couldn't able to protest, or resist. He had no strength. 
"I have no idea what she sees in you." Charlie told him with disgust. "She deserves much better, but if you won't go home right now, I am sure, she is done with you once and for all. You are an idiot asshole, and I have no idea why I help you. Get into that damn cab!" now it was Charlie who shouted with him. 

Emilia couldn't sleep that night. She was nervous and mad. She worried about him. She wanted to go there, she wanted to help him. He promised her, he'll go home, right after he put down the phone, but Emilia knew him too well. She was sure... he did not do the thing he said to her. The doorbell rang, early in the morning. She shocked, and she had no idea what or who she can expect. Kit. Rose? She even thought about the police yard. She went there, and took a deep breath before she opened the door.
"Hi." it was Charlie. He was standing right in front of her. Emilia immediately was in shock and scared. 
"What are you doing here?" she did not let the door away. She wanted to slam it to his face.
"We need to talk."
"No. No we don't need. Get the hell out of here" she yelled with him, and slammed the door but he held it with his hand. 
"EM! Please."
"If you are not leaving, right now, I call the police, and tell them everything. I swear." she was a bit hysterical, but that was understandable. Charlie did not expect anything else.
"What I did with you... I... I am so sorry. I ... was jealous and I was out of my mind and..."
"And you think is it enough? Came here, apologize? And everything is fine? YOU TRIED TO RAPE ME!" she tried to be strong "GET OUT!"
She closed the door, finally.
"EMILIA!" Charlie shouted from outside "We, need to talk. It is about ROSE!"