Haha. I fail. Sorry. I'll try to update faster next time. :sweatdrop: Thanks for all the reveiws/alerts guys!
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The conversation was tense…to say the least. Which made me worry considerably, considering the fact that it was about thirty seconds long- if that. I was getting curious about how the much longer conversation ahead of us would go.
I knew she was mad at me. Scratch that- she was fucking pissed off at me.
And I was the same to her. Except I was mad at her for being mad at me. She was, after all, the one who always said, "The job comes first". And yet…she never let any of us say it.
She always put herself in horrible danger but she never let us put ourselves in any sort of danger at all. It's utter bullshit.
I don't understand how the fuck I fell in love with that psycho. But I did, so I supposed that it was time to fix things.
And to think that I just wanted to say hello to my wife. But alas, from that thirty second conversation- and that fact that she was planning to miss dinner- was an obvious indication that this wasn't going to be short.
I wasn't quite prepared for what happened. I mean, I've heard her yell, and I've heard her be truly pissed at someone…but never really me.
Yes, we've gotten into a few fights – all couples do- but not many. And never…
We talked. We accused each other of things we knew were bullshit. But neither of us can say we weren't expecting it. Our situation was so fucked up as it was that we just couldn't help it. Neither of us understand what's going on anymore. We've fallen so far into these aliases that we don't know what's real anymore.
I just hope she's okay. That she'll be okay.
Hell, that we'll all be okay.
