Angry

          "Just fuck off," Madison snapped at James as she watched him step into the doorway of their bedroom. Normally bright, lively gray eyes dulled over with rage. "All you ever do is fuck up and make excuses for it. I'm fucking tired of it, of us," she continued as her small, childlike hands clenched into fists. The bitter tone to her voice escalating with every word she spoke.
          James stood there in stunned silence as her words washed over him. He had expected an adverse reaction to his latest blunder, certainly, but not one of this caliber. Especially not from sweet, sweet Madison who had managed, through one miracle or another, to be his steady rock for years. A position that she had held years before they had even begun to officially date a couple of years back.
          "Sweets, I'm not... Not this time... Please believe me... I'm not making up stories, not this time," he whispered; each word laced with a small plead. One miniscule, cautious step being taken with his left foot as he spoke. Sock clad foot making no audible sound as it connected with the honey maple hardwood flooring.
          Madison attempted to ignore the first step, writing it off as James merely needing to move. Then she notice his right foot begin to move him to bring him closer to her. Eyes narrowed as her nostrils flared, a small aggravated growl escaping from her lips. "Turn your ass around and get out, I'm not fucking joking. You and your smooth talking ways can sleep somewhere else tonight," she said in way of warning, voice cold and leveled. Eyes beginning to well up with tears formed from a mixture of frustration and sadness.
          Mid-step James turned around, taking a full minute to complete the turn in case she changed her mind. "I'm not leaving you completely... Not tonight, not forever. This is my house too Sweets. And you need me, " he muttered, the last line a weak whisper as he stepped out of the bedroom for the night.
          Madison slumped forward in exhaustion from the entire situation as he exited the room. Exhaling in way of a sigh she forced herself to stand up, shuffling over to slam the door shut for the evening; taking a second to lock it into place. Task complete she moved back to their king size bed, collapsing on top of it and finally giving into her tears for the night.