Chapter 7

As Dean pulled in the driveway, he didn't see Randy's car. Maybe he parked in the garage. Dean left his car out since he's going to be leaving. He'll call Nattie, and see if he could stay with her until he can find something for himself. It doesn't have to be big, or extravagant. Dean is a simple person.

Dean got out of the car, and went inside. He called out for Randy. No answer. Then he went into the kitchen, and on the refrigerator he seen a note from Randy.

Dean,

Went to meet some clients, then going to meet William for some drinks after. Be home late.

Randy

Dean scrunch up his nose when he mentioned William. Dean just sighed. "Well, if I'm going to go through with this, might as well go pack before Randy gets back home." Dean whispered to himself.

As Dean walked down the hallway, he thought if this is all his fault. Everyone tells him it isn't. Randy never appreciated him. He just wanted something to control. And Dean went along with it.

Now Dean has to take his life back. And he thought about it. And he had to thank Roman, and Seth for opening his eyes on his relationship with Randy. He went to the closet, grab a suitcase, put it on the bed then opened it. He's hoping he would be gone before Randy got home. But just to be sure, he hurried up on packing.

Dean isn't into material things like Randy is. Like jewelry, and fancy designer clothes. He got his work clothes, his out-of-work clothes, toiletries, and a few other things he might need. But as he was leaving, he heard the door unlock. Dean was hoping to avoid a confrontation. But Dean is determined to stand his ground this time. He is ready.

Randy opened the door, and seen Dean with a suitcase, and some bags. He frowned. "Going somewhere?" Randy asked. Dean took a deep breath and answered back.

"Yes." Is all Dean would say.

Then Dean went straight towards Randy, to get by. But Randy wouldn't let him leave. "Move." Dean whispered. He didn't even look at Randy. But Randy just stood there, and would not let Dean leave.

"Can we talk about this?" Randy pleaded.

"No." "I'm leaving Randy, and this time I'm going." Dean said softly. Then he looked at Randy. He had tears forming in his eyes. "Tired of you hitting me, and controlling me." He kept saying. "I can't live like this anymore Randy." "Please, just let me leave." Then Dean tried to leave again. But Randy wouldn't move.

"Oh, you don't understand Dean." "I wasn't asking, I was telling." Randy said. Dean got that shiver up his spine. But not this time he's going to give in. But before Dean could respond, or even move, Randy punched Dean in the face. Dean went backwards, and fell. Randy came over and pounced on Dean before Dean could do anything. Randy went to his knees, grabbed Dean's collar and punched his face again. Over, and over again. Then he got up, and kicked Dean.

Dean all bloody. Still on the ground curled up protecting himself.

Randy just smiled, then walked down to the bedroom. He took off his jacket, and waited for Dean to come in.

But Dean didn't. He waited a few more minutes, then he went back out where he left Dean. But Dean wasn't there. Randy ran to the door, and seen Dean drive off. Randy couldn't believe Dean actually left this time. Randy turned around, then he seen the note on the small table by the door.

Randy,

I'm sorry. I can't do this anymore, we are done.

Love Dean

Randy just stood there in disbelief. He crumpled up the note, then slammed the door. He'll talk to Dean tomorrow at work, and get this all straightened out.

Dean drove, then he felt himself smiling. He felt so good, even though his body hurts. All he wants to do is get to Nattie's house, get cleaned up, and call Stephanie.

He finally got to Nattie's house. He sat in his car for a few minutes to collect himself. He looked in his rearview mirror, and seen he looked like shit. He figured he can clean up when he gets settled in the guest bedroom. He got out, and got his luggage.

The doorbell rang, and a few seconds later Nattie opened the door. She was smiling, then she got mad when she seen Dean's face. "I'm going to kill him!" Nattie yelled. Dean tried to smile. "Do I look that bad?" Dean laughed.

Dean tried to lighten the mood. Nattie hugged him. He dropped his bags hugged her back, then let it all out. "I thought he really loved me." Dean cried. "I loved him." Dean said between sobs. "So tired." Dean said quietly. They both realized they were still standing in the door. Dean picked up his bags, and went inside. Nattie closed the front door.

They went to the guest bedroom. Dean knows where it is, he's stayed there several times when him, and Randy would have a real bad fight.

Dean sat on the bed. Nattie sat beside him, and put her arm around him. He rested his head on her shoulder. Then Tyson came in and seen Dean's face. "Damn!" He yelled. "I'm going to kill him." He kept yelling.

"No, you are not." Nattie stated. "Because I'm going to kill him first." Nattie said calmly. Then she smiled.

Dean stood up, then stood up next to Tyson. "I'm scared now." Dean whispered to Tyson. "I am to." Tyson whispered back.

"Oh, you two shut up." Nattie laughed. "Let's get you cleaned up, then we'll go eat." She said.

Dean, and Tyson agreed. Then they went into the bathroom to clean up Dean.

Dean smiled. He has the greatest friends!