Katana's Revenge

Splitting Up For Now

Song: Don't get any closer by Bebe Rexha

The next day I wake up and see Raine sleeping on the couch. They messed him up really bad, dried up blood is caked on his face. I find a cloth and a small bucket and knell over by his side and start to clean him up.

He wakes up and with a low groan he says, "What are you doing?"

"Cleaning you up." I take the clothe and wipe off more blood.

He pushes me away. "I'm fine, get the fuck off of me."

"Well you don't look fine; why the hell did you come there?"

"I was looking for you. Why the hell didn't you tell me you quit and started working for that asshole." He sits up moaning over sore muscles and bones.

"Because I knew you would be upset. He offered me a great deal."

He rolls his eyes at me. "And you couldn't say no."

"No! I guess not." I move and sit next to him.

"Are you fucking him?"

"NO! How many times do I have to say it? No...no..NO!" I raise my voice in frustration.

"If nothing is going on then why did he have his dogs beat the shit out of me?"

"You came into his place of business showing out; what did you think was going to happen?"

He stands up and pushes me out of the way to make it to the bathroom. I watch as he practically slams the door and I hear him turn the water on. He cleans up and comes back into the living room. His face is swollen and bruised up pretty bad. "I don't like him. You are going to get hurt working for him."

I let the words sink in, really the only one hurting me us you. I bite my bottom lip before telling him, "That is a chance I will have to take."

He looks over at me. "What is going on? What is happening between us?"

"I don't know but I don't like where we are going. Raine I love you I do but I can't live this way."

"What are you saying; do you want me to leave?"

I shake my head no, then yes. I shrug my shoulders. "Maybe, I...I don't know. I just know that I don't like living like this. I don't like who we have become. I don't like the fights. I don't like you getting so upset over nothing."

"Fine! I will go for now but I will be back. I want this to work. I love you."

"I know you love me and I love you too. I do, I just...we just need time to think about what we want."

I never thought he would actually leave, but I watch as he packs his bags. He tells me that he is going to stay at a friend's house for the week and then we can talk things over. I am use to him not be home anyway. With him working third shift and me going to school and working we really didn't see each other anyway.

Only now all the in-between times are lonely in this apartment. I really miss seeing him. I hope he is finding a way to get better. We text each other at least once during the day to say hi and check up on each other to make sure we are doing fine. I actually have time to do all my homework with no interruptions and I turn in all my assignments at school on time.

Half way through the week I come down with a slight cold. I call into work to let them know that I will not be there. I cuddle up on the couch with a blanket and start to settle down to watch a movie when there is a knock at the door. I get up and look through the peek hole only to see a brown bag staring back at me.