Love Me or What? (Free/Shane) Jul 3, 2012 20:15:21 GMT -5
Post by FREE ♥ on Jul 3, 2012 20:15:21 GMT -5
Shane's anger flared at her when she sarcastically responded. He wasn't being unreasonable, he had calmly asked her not to do something again. He wasn't aware that that was a crime. He looked away, jaw clenched and blue eyes on fire. Her explanation was a little bit too late. He was tired, and anger helped him forget what he was feeling. It was a bad combination, but at this point he didn't have the emotional capacity to care what he was doing.
He was struggling to try to at least temper his response to her when she got up. Her clipped words didn't help the situation, and he just gave up. "By all means, take my car. Then you can stay as far away from me as you want. Wouldn't want to have to sit in a car so close to me." He was being sarcastic and rude, but he was too far gone to care. "I'll go in and open the garage door. The keys are hanging on a shelf next to the door into the house." And with that, he stalked off. He had tried his best to stay in control. He had tried. But the combination of physical exhaustion, mental exhaustion, and rejection swirled around him like a cloud of poison. It wasn't going to let him escape unharmed. He slammed the door into the house, fighting the urge to cry. He walked around to the door to the garage, making sure not to punch the garage button too hard. He had made the mistake before of slamming the flimsy apparatus and had broken it. He took a deep breath, grabbing a bottle of water and stalking into the living room. He opened it and took a long drink, trying to calm the energy that his anger had stirred up.