This is just a short story I wrote this morning about a relationship breaking up and a new one starting. I wrote this after watching the Standing Still video by Willion.
Here is the video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vhnWGQOLtrg Video is not made by me.
Here is the video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vhnWGQOLtrg Video is not made by me.
All Alone
I walked up to the house, since there were no lights on, thinking, “I can get the rest of my stuff.” I got my keys out and dropped them. “Damn!” I lean down and pick them up, get the right key and place it into the keyhole. Turn it and open the door. I didn't see any lights on inside, so I walk down the hallway. I walked passed the doorway to the living room and there he was, sitting on the couch, in the dark. I almost walked passed the doorway, then pulled myself back with the door frame. His face is leaning on his right paw as I say, “I'm just here to get the rest of my stuff.” He waves his right paw as for me to just go and do whatever I am there to do. I walk to the dining room and grab a box of my stuff and carry it to my car. I hesitate as I walk back into the house and when I walk pass the living room, this time he has the film projector on. As I glance inside, they are our home movies from years ago. I just stand still in the doorway and say to the cat, “Are we going to be alright?” He waves his paw again like the last time. Then he says, “There is no we, anymore.” I start walking back to get another box and take it back outside. I walk back in one last time and set my keys on the foyer table, this time. I walk to the edge of the doorway and say, “Let me say one thing, we were together for what, like ten years and here we are, going our separate ways. What exactly happened to us? I see you looking at those home movies and we were awesome together. I thought we were going to live our lives out together. I'm pouring my soul out to you and you don't say two fuckin' words.” Sabre just continues to look at the projection on the wall. “My keys are on the table in the foyer, I wish you a nice life.” Raider then walks out of the house, for the last time. Sabre sits there on the couch, crying. He moves slowly down onto the floor and puts his paws up to his face and cries some more.
As Raider drives down the road, he turns into an empty parking lot and starts to cry. “What the hell happened to us, I thought we had it all. A good life together and here we are, going in different directions.” Raider wipes his tears and drives on. About twenty minutes later, he pulls into an apartment complex. A tiger is standing by the door. Raider gets out the car and runs towards him and trips. The tiger grabs him before he falls on the ground. “Told ya that I would always catch ya when you fall. You want to talk about it?” The wolf said, “Not really, my heart is broken enough, talking about it will make it worse.” He then walked into the apartment and lays on the bed. The tiger comes inside and closes the door. He sits on his couch and watches the TV. He hears paws ruffling through the carpet and sees Raider. The wolf walks into the kitchen and grabs a soda from the fridge, 'You want one?” The tiger nods. Raider walks to the couch and sits next to the tiger and hands him a can of soda. “So, what are we watching?” The tiger turns off the TV and says, “I just want to watch you. You know I love you Raider and I hate it when you are hurt, physically and emotionally. I don't know what happened to you and Sabre, that is between you two, but I am glad you are away from him. After all, he was abusive to you in the past.” Raider looks at the tiger and says, “Wow, I didn't know you were going to get all philosophical on me, hun. I love you too and I am hoping this relationship will work out. I can start over and I know this is your first relationship and hope I can be all you want me to be.” Raider then leans over and kisses the tiger on his muzzle. The tiger sets his paw on Raider's leg. The contrast of the orange, white and black paw on Raider's fur looks great. Raider grabs his paw and lifts it up to his muzzle and kisses the back of it. “I feel bad for Sabre, because he is all alone now and won't have anyone to help him with anything.”
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