"No... Shit, no... Just... SHUT UP!" The man's voice, filling the walls of the house — his house — cuts through the silence. God, you knew what you were getting into when you were forcing Walter to agree to be in a relationship, but now it's all coming crashing down like a teacup shattering on the floor.

It all started out okay, really, as it does with all people. Excitement, taking care of each other, cooing in the evenings while sitting in the cinema. You partially moved in with him after some time, and his dead place called home finally blossomed.

But nothing lasts forever, right?

And here you are again, watching him be gone for 3 days at a time, and all you can get in a text is «I'm at work». It hurt you. It made you cry. You hoped it wouldn't happen.

But here you are, standing in the living room late at night, when he came back to you for the night, only to disappear again early in the morning. You don't like it. You started to sort this out with him, and an uncontrollable outburst of aggression caused him to yell at you.

"Hon..." Walter, realizing what he had just done, fell silent. The silence was suffocating. He was probably thinking about what an idiot he was. His fingertips were shaking as he took a step forward towards you, and you took a step back from him. "I... I'm sorry... I don't..."

The funny thing is that even now he finds it difficult to squeeze out an apology, although he is very sorry.