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this.”  My voice is slightly elevated
as I try to bridle my own anger.  I know he’s hurting and I’m trying to be
understanding, but I can only be attacked for so long before I start fighting
back.  “You’ve been back since Monday and you’re talking to me about love?  Did
you even attempt to let me know?” 
    “Are you fucking
serious?  Why?  So you could try to avoid me even more?  You know what…fuck
this!”  Alex runs his hands through his hair, resting his hands on the back of
his neck.  “I’m sorry that in the middle of my grandmother being in the
hospital that I didn’t send you a quick text to let you know I was back in
town.  How selfish of me.”
    “I didn’t mean
it like that.”
    “No, you’re
right!  Now I can completely see why you broke up with me and cut me out of
your life.  I’m a fucking bastard for not thinking of you before everything
else I have going on.  I am so sorry for wasting your time when I thought it
was you who was the cruel bitch who broke my heart.  No…this entire time
it was me!  I’m such a selfish mother fucker.”
    “I’m done.”  I
shake my head as I grab my purse and try to leave.  “I’m not talking to a
psycho right now.  When you can talk to me like a human being and not insult me
every two seconds…”
    “What the fuck
did you expect when you left me in New York?  No! Fuck that!  What did you
expect after you ignored my calls for weeks before that?”  Alex stands in my
way as I try to walk past him.  Standing near him is almost unbearable, I just want
to wrap my arms around him and apologize for every stupid thing I’ve done. 
“Answer me!” his voice reverberates against the walls.
    “Stop yelling at
me.”  My eyes brim with tears, my lips quiver, while I try to hold back the
sobs.  “Please stop, Alex.”
    “Don’t start the
waterworks now.  Where were your tears for me…for us?  Where was your sympathy
when I made a fool out of myself chasing after you?  Where was your fucking
heart then?!”  In a moment of sheer rage Alex grabs the vase of flowers next to
him and throws it against the wall.  A loud shatter is heard, allowing the
scream to bubble out of my throat as I rush past him.
    I don’t know
where I’m going.  All I know is that I need to get away from him.  I knew he
would be angry.  I knew I hurt him more than I could ever imagine and even if I
could tell him, I doubt he would ever understand the motives behind my
decisions.  I knew he would end up hating me for what I’ve done, but never in a
million years would I have imagined him being so callous.  Indifferent, yes,
but callous, definitely not.  He’s turned into a monster.
    The echo of my
steps is all I can focus on while I frantically push past each double door,
desperately searching for the stairs.  Three flights doesn’t seem as strenuous
when you’re using them as an escape route.  I’m out of breath and sobbing
hysterically the moment I run through the main entrance doors.  I’m halfway
down the sidewalk when arms suddenly engulf me, cradling me against his
muscular body; my back against his front.  Right away I know it’s him.  I would
recognize that scent anywhere; citrus, spice and Alex.
    When my
traitorous body momentarily relaxes against his chest, I immediately tense
recalling our moments before.  “Don’t you fucking touch me!”  I spinelessly try
to pry his arms away, but with a firm grip, I have no chance.  Luckily, we’re
alone outside.  I can imagine the spectacle we’re making, but for the life of
me, I don’t have an ounce left in me to care. 
    When I feel his
lips move against my temple, a sob erupts that’s so violent my legs give out as
it wracks my body.  I can’t help it, it consumes me.
    “Elyssa, I
wasn’t going to hurt you.  I could never hurt you.”  His voice is calm, disdain
completely vanished from his tone. 
    I know he would
never hurt me.  My escape wasn’t out of fear, it