New York City, September 18, 2020

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I flick the light on as I stomp angrily into the apartment. My right heel is in one hand as I reach to take off my other heel. Chris is trudging right behind me as I toss the shoes to the corner of the room of this tiny apartment I've grown to hate.

"I can't believe you embarrassed me like that! In front of all of our friends! Like are you fucking serious Chris." I yell before Chris even gets a chance to close the door. An elder couple from the building stops in the hallway outside our apartment room from hearing me scream and Chris slams the door in their faces. Good, they should be minding their own business.

"Embarrass you?" Chris laughs bitterly. "How do you think I felt all night seeing you slop all over Andrew, that's fucking embarrassing, Ava." He goes over into the kitchen and I follow after him.

He has some nerve to say that about me. "Slop?" I repeat the word. Its so far from what I was actually doing which was hanging out with my friend. Chris purposely ignores me as he fishes in the fridge for something. "Slop?!" I yell louder pushing the fridge door closed.

"Yea slop." He yells finally giving attention.

How did we get here, screaming at each other at at 12 in the morning? It's so loud the neighbors could hear. This isn't even the first of arguments this week let alone this days. We've had one every day and most of them meaningless. We've just fought just to fight.

I can lie and say that our problems are recent but it's not. Where did everything go bad? I can tell you. I can pinpoint every single thing that went wrong since the day I met Chris in college, 9 years ago.

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