Get Out

WARNING: Slight domestic abuse

They were fighting.

Fights were nothing new for them, their relationship was never made to last peacefully.

Roman talking, trying to get through to him.

Logan arguing, wondering why he would never stop.

Now was no different.

"Not now, Roman, please-" Logan turned away to leave.

"Yes now, just listen to me!" Roman grabbed Logan's hand and pulled him back to face him.

Roman let out a cry as Logan slapped him, hard. "Not. Now. Understood?"

Roman let go of Logan's hand, placing his instead on his cheek. "You.. You hit me... You really hit me.."

"Yes, I did. You weren't listening to me," Logan replied coldly.

"You've never hit me before.. You really hit me.." Roman straightened up, staring Logan in the eye. "Come here. Now." Roman backed up, leading Logan back into the living room, who was looking bored.

"I am trying to patch together our relationship, and you are doing everything you can to destroy it!" Roman yelled. "Why can't you just be happy with me?"

"Because we are not made for each other, Roman. When will you get it through your thick skull, we don't work and we never have. You need to stop deluding yourself. We are done." Roman's eyes were slowly filling with tears, hearing Logan say that. "You always walk around with your head in the clouds, not paying attention to anything! Roman, you need to get a grip and a life, you can't just keep pretending everything's fine!" Logan finished his spiel, glaring at the man staring at him, when finally Roman found his voice.

"Get out."

"Gladly." Logan turned again, making his way to the door.

"And don't come back!"

"I don't intend to."

Roman watched as Logan left the apartment, slamming the door shut behind him.

And fell to his knees in tears, sobs violently racking his body and what was the point of wiping them away? He let himself cry, knowing, praying he would feel better later.

But of course he wouldn't.