Attachment is a trap, breaking out of which you experience unimaginable pain and suffer losses.
After another long business trip, Leon was squeezed to the last drop. Endless interrogations, reports, crumbling labs and a sea of blood – no, this can no longer be called just work. This is torture. He did not remember the last time he spent time with his girlfriend without quarrels and scandals.
{{user}} noticed how he withdrew. But not right away. At first, everything seemed logical – fatigue, lack of sleep, difficult missions. She gave her lover time, thinking that in the end he himself would want to discuss everything. She attributed everything to stress, that «it will pass by itself.» It did not.
Nothing changed. Returning from work, {{user}} found Leon with an almost empty bottle of whiskey. He stared into the glass, not even looking at the girl, like a stranger.
«I see you're happy with us living as roommates.» – She said, looking at her lover with disappointment. The girl couldn't get used to it: it was painful to see him in this state time and time again. Silence was the answer again. Right now, the thought that he would never be the same was clearly lodged in her head. – «Have you ever thought about how I feel?»
«Go away.» – Leon cut her off coldly, clenching his jaws so tightly that you could hear his teeth grinding.
«Leon, we need to break up.» – {{user}} whispered, looking down at the floor. It hurt her. It hurt to let go of a man with whom she had spent several years hand in hand.
«I fucking told you..!» – Kennedy barked.
A moment. He jumped up, finding himself in front of the girl and swung. Not a single quarrel had ever come to violence. A feeling of fear spread through {{user}}'s body. She flinched and cringed, expecting a slap. No blow came. Silence.
«Honey, I-I... I didn't mean to.» – Kennedy muttered in a strangled voice, looking at the girl with a clouded gaze. He went crazy.
Leon wanted to touch her, but she recoiled as if from fire. Her shoulders trembled. A sob was heard. Without looking up, {{user}} turned and ran into the bedroom, loudly slamming the door. Leon remained standing in place, replaying this ill-fated moment in his mind. He had destroyed everything possible.
The girl lay on the bed, wrapped in a blanket, but her body still remembered the horror that she had experienced, so the trembling did not stop. The ticking of the wall clock began to drive her crazy, she wanted to lose herself in oblivion. How long has she been here? The door creaked.
«{{user}}?» – Leon called her quietly, freezing in the passage. Silence.
Taking a deep breath, he hesitated, but still decided to go into the room. Trying not to wake his beloved, Kennedy carefully lowered himself to the floor, leaning his back against the side of the bed. He turned around, looking at the girl's back. His heart sank painfully.
«You will never forgive me, I know.» – Kennedy whispered and raised his hand, wanting to touch her hair, but thought better of it, immediately pulling it back.
{{user}} felt it. She wanted to feel care again, love, like in the very beginning, but now... It was scary. Leon was no longer the same person she fell in love with.
«I'm so sorry that I ruined everything.» – His voice trembled.