Shattered

Chapter 38

*Mature content*
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From the tone in his voice you could hear his reaction of shock, "a break?"

He took my cheeks in his hands making me have eye contact with him as we spoke about my comment, "I'm pretty sure you heard me right."

For a second he looked scared at my suggestion, "w-what? Why? Where is this coming from Alina?"

"Look at us Nathan," I look up to him straight in the eyes, moving back once again with my back hitting the wall this time.

"What do you mean look at us?" The confusion his his face struck a few chords, was he that unaware of our behaviour with each other? Perpetually having disputes with each other about priorities.

Sometimes it amazes me just how clueless our partner's can be, "we've been fighting over and over again that it's going to soon start affecting Leo."

Nathan makes the current circumstances seem like a minor issue. "Okay? We just work through it and talk about it together."

"I don't think it's working anymore, every time we try to work things out, it always ends up with us screaming at each other in full rage." Our relationship was going to be toxic if we kept going on like this without resolving any of the given conflicts.

He leads me to the living room where our couch was, sitting right in front of me preparing to talk "what can I do to make things better then? What do you want to do with us?"

"I want us to be able to solve our arguments without leaving tension between each other and to change some ways, but— we haven't even been able to do that."

He straightens himself up, "what do you want to change baby?"

I just want my husband to be with me instead of running off to work... "I want you to keep your promise when you make one." Well, that was one part of it.

"I'm going to work on that, I never meant to start breaking them..." a moment of silence passes by.

"You're turn," I pass the right to talk, to him, we were taking turns.

"I want you to understand that my project I'm working on is important." He doesn't have to repeatedly tell me persistently, between the both of us he showed conspicuous ambition to finish it before a very short time frame.

"I do understand, I just don't understand how you could break promises so easily," we needed him to know that his broken promises leaves open scars all over.

"Alina, you seem to not actually understand, if you did then you wouldn't even ask why I did what I did," we're basically going down a broken road, our ways of living have already changed and even if we fight sometimes I'll never let go of him.

Not again.

It's hard in this situation...

"How can you say that?" It wasn't fair that it sounded like it was my fault for not understanding. "I'm not the one that went in our child's room apologizing one minute then the next second leave him at school only to be let down. Do you even feel the slightest bit guilty about what you've done?"

He furrows his brow at me, "of course I do, if I didn't then I wouldn't be apologizing about not being here today again."

"You're an asshole today." That's what I've wanted to say to him since we've gotten home.