Skellingtons in the closet

Chapter 15: We're over

Everyone stopped running when they noticed that I wasn't a zombie, and the fact that they thought I was made me giggle on the inside. I was nearly tackled when everyone rushed me into a group hug, telling me how much they missed me and they loved me. It was still raining and we were gonna regret standing in the rain later, after the group hug broke up, I spotted Tyler holding Maria's hand.

"Tyler, hunny!" I screamed out as I gracefully ran to him and brought him into a tight hug.

"I thought you were going to Heaven, mommy," he cried.

"Oh no hunny...I'm not leaving anytime soon," I assured.

"It's good to know that you're not dead as fuck," Ricky says with a smirk.

"Can we get out this fucking rain now, we're going to get sick!" Briar exclaimed.

We all laughed and headed for our vehicles. After the girls and Tyler got in the car, Chris reached for the door to open it for me, but I grabbed before he could.

"I can open my own fucking door," I spat before getting in. I was still mad at him for sleeping with Megan after I left, I knew I couldn't trust him. The drive home was quiet and tense. We all got out and headed in the house, letting the warm air surround us.

"Liz," Chris started, but I grabbed Tyler's hand and ignored Chris as we walked up the stairs. I helped Tyler dry off and change into his favorite Batman pajamas, then I walked past Chris and into the room, he closed the door behind us as I grabbed a towel and drying my hair off with it, I stood in front of our dresser and stared at our framed picture of me and Chris kissing under the fireworks, sounds cliche I know, but it was magical during that moment. I picked it up and let a tear hit the picture.

"5 years, Chris....FIVE FUCKING YEARS DOWN THE DRAIN!!" I screamed as I threw the picture at him, he dodged it and it hit the door, smashing on to the floor.

"Listen, Liz, I know I promised I'd be a better person, and I'm trying, it's hard for me to get out of my bad habits!" He pleaded. I went in the closet and threw his suit case on the floor, throwing his clothes, shoes, and other things in it, after wards, I grabbed the box with all of our pictures, and took out the ones with me and tyler and set them carefully on the floor, and took the rest of the pictures with me along with his suit case, grabbing matches on the way down the stairs.

"W-what are you doing?" He stammered as he followed me behind me, I walked outside to the field closest to our house, it had finally stopped raining. Chris was running far behind me. I threw the suitcase on the ground then dumping the pictures on top of his clothes in his suitcase, and took out a match.

"LIZ, STOP, PLEASE!!"

"I'M FUCKING DONE WITH YOUR BULLSHIT CHRIS!!! I'M TIRED OF THE SAME ROUTINE WE DO WHERE YOU CHEAT, PROMISE YOU'LL NEVER DO IT AGAIN, I TAKE YOU BACK AND YOU CHEAT AGAIN!! I'M DONE, I THOUGHT I LOVE YOU BUT NOW....NOW I JUST HATE SEEING YOUR FACE, I CAN'T STAND THE LOOK OF A LYING CHEATING DISLOYAL SON OF A BITCH!!" I screamed.

"YOU HATE ME? YOU LOVE ME, IF YOU DIDN'T, YOU WOULD'NT OF MARRIED ME, NAME ONE REASON WHY YOU HATE ME!!"

"Oh, I can name a few now,"

"Then do it,"

"I hate you for the sacrifices you made for me, I hate you for every time you ever bled for me, I hate you for the way you smile when you look at me, I hate you for never taking control of me, I hate you for always saving me from myself, I hate you for always choosing me and not someone else, I hate you for pulling me back from the edge, I hate you for every good word you've ever said!" I started.

"But you know Chris, you're also right. I do love you. I love you for everything you ever took from me, I love you for the way you dominate and you violate me, I love you for every time you ever gave up for me, I love you for the way you look when you lie to me, I love you for never believing in what I say, I love you for never once giving me away, I love you for never delivering me from pain, I love you it's driving me insane!! And you know what...I may be just a little bit confused if weather I love you or hate you more, but I'll tell you what I'm not confused about...I'm not confused about weather or not leaving your sorry ass..." I added. I took a match out and lit it.