Climax and Aftermath (Part 2 of the end of me and Krys)

Here is part 2 of me and Krys's demise. It picks up right after I stormed in through the sliding balcony door:

I walked past Krys and the other guy and out the front door slamming it on the way. I figured I might as well let him know I was angry if I was gonna walk in on his little tryst of betrayal. I went down the elevator and left his building. Krys never came after me.

As I tried to make my way back to Borders, I collapsed on the sidewalk and started crying. I don’t know how long I sat there. Somehow I managed to pull myself together and decided to head back to my dorm. On the way I kept checking my phone to see if he had texted or called. He had not.

By the time I got back to my room I decided that I was not gonna put up with this transgression. It was the deal breaker and we were done. So I gathered up every little thing that he ever gave me and put them into a little blue chocolate box. I walked all the way back to his apartment and dropped them off at his front door. By that time, he and the accomplice had already abandoned the scene of the crime. And he still hadn’t called me.

I made it back to my room in a daze. I started some preliminary packing and did some laundry. As I was about to hop in the shower, I thought I heard a knock at my door. I went to get it. It was him.

I don’t know why this always happens, but I always fall apart at the sight of him after a major fight. Then again, I’m only basing this off one other major fight so I don’t know. But anyway, when I opened the door we just stared at each other for a moment and then I fell to my knees and broke down.

I had never felt so vulnerable in my life.

To make matters worse, he didn’t even comfort me right away.

“I don’t even know why you’re the one that’s crying,” he said. “First of all, what the hell were you doing on my balcony? You have no right to violate my privacy and I could press charges on you for breaking and entering.”

I couldn’t believe him. No apology from his end. I know what I had done was wrong too, but really now, how could he put the blame entirely on me? This would be perfectly understandable if I hadn’t caught him in bed with another guy, but the fact of the matter was that I did.

We never resolved things that night. He asked me if this was really the end. I told him I didn’t know. And that was all for the night. He left shortly after.