15-05-2021-052358It-Ends-with-Us

He slowly makes his way to the counter. It’s the first time I’ve seen
him since he was on top of me on our bed the other night. My whole
body is immediately taken back to that moment, and I’m engulfed in
the same level of emotions as I was in that moment. Both fear and
anger rush through me when he reaches the counter.
He lifts his hand and places a set of keys on the counter in front of
me. My eyes fall to the keys.
“I’m leaving for England tonight,” he says. “I’ll be gone for three
months. I paid all the bills so you won’t have to worry about it while
I’m gone.”
His voice is composed but I can see the veins in his neck as they
prove his composure is taking all the effort he has. “You need time.”
He swallows hard. “And I want to give that to you.” He grimaces and
pushes the keys to my apartment toward me. “Go back home, Lily. I
won’t be there. I promise.”
He turns and begins walking toward the door. It occurs to me that
he didn’t even try to apologize. I’m not angry about it. I understand
it. He knows that an apology will never take back what he did. He
knows that the best thing for us right now is separation.
He knows what a huge mistake he made... yet I still feel the need
to dig that knife in a little deeper.
“Ryle.”
He looks back at me and it’s as if he puts a shield up between us.
He doesn’t turn all the way around and he’s stiff as he waits for
whatever I’m about to say. He knows my words are going to hurt him.
“You know what the worst part about this whole thing is?” I ask.
He doesn’t say anything. He just stares at me, waiting for my
answer.
“All you had to do when you found my journal was ask me for a
naked truth. I would have been honest with you. But you didn’t. You
chose to not ask for my help and now we’ll both have to suffer the
consequences of your actions for the rest of our lives.”
He grimaces with every word. “Lily,” he says, turning toward me.
I hold up my hand to stop him from saying anything else. “Don’t.
You can leave now. Have fun in England.”
I can see the war waging inside of him. He knows he can’t get
anywhere with me in this moment, no matter how hard he wants to