"Well I don't care, Zak!" Nick screamed. This was their second fight that day.
"I don't care about you, Nick!" Zak screamed back. He covered his mouth. "Nick. I... I didn't mean it." Zak pleaded. Nick looked at Zak with watery eyes.
"You. You don't care?"
"Nick, I didn't mean it."
"I can't." Nick grabbed his jacket and keys then walked out the door. Zak heard Nick's black SUV start up. What did I do?
Nick didn't know where he was going. He was confused, sad, and angry. How could Zak not care about him? Fine. I don't care. Sure they had their fair share of fights, but this hurt. I love him... Nick pulled the car over and started balling. But I don't think he loves me anymore.