I'm Sorry
Up All Night pt2
"No, Jack. I'm not. We have to talk." "About what?!" He shouts. I carefully walk over the glass to get to him. I slowly kneel in front of him, placing my hands on his left knee, looking up at him with sorrowful eyes. "I'm sorry, I wanted to tell you, but I didn't want to worry you." I whisper. "Worry me?! Alex, we've been together since high school, for christ's sake, we're married!" He says getting up quickly, knocking me on my ass. Causing me to wince as glass pricks me. I get up & follow him. Mark stops me. "Do you want me to take the kids to my place until things calm down?" He asks. I nod. He goes to the kids room & I rush down stairs when I hear a door slam. I run to the front door in time to see Jack drive away. "Fuck!" I shout, screaming & hitting the door. Mark is there at my side. Fifteen minutes later the phone rings, I reach for it, but Mark stops me. After a while the answering machine gets it. "...Alex...I'm sorry... I'm at McClaren's. I'll be back late......I love you..." then he hangs up. That causes me to cry harder. Mark strokes my hair & hums Sugar, We're Going Down by Fall Out Boy to calm me. He's been my best friend since kindergarden. He was there for me when my parents disowned me for being gay. He's been there for everything. After 30 minutes I tell Mark I have to use the restroom. Once I walk into the bathroom, I lock the door & open the medicine cabinet. Behind the first aid kit is my second best friend. I get it & shakely bring it to my wrist. With the first cut I feel slightly relieved. "Three more..." I whisper. Each cut being deeper than the first. With the last cut I start to feel woozy. There's a knock at the door. "Alex?" Its Mark. -fuck- He knocks again. "Lex?" I slump to the floor. He's pounding on the door now. "Alex? Alexander. Open the door!" His voice cracks with concern. I hear a loud bang before I pass out completely.
5/28/13