Far From the Eye of the Storm

[LoneWolf]

Myra felt... Sort of dirty. She had maybe drank a little, and had let herself go. It was morning now. She'd been gone all night. The woman really hoped Kiyoshi hadn't noticed. Considering how they'd been arguing, maybe he would just think she needed a night away. She could only hope. But hope wasn't always enough now was it?

It wasn't like she didn't love him anymore. She still did. So much. But he seemed to be letting things fall apart. Letting himself fall apart. Everything was going to h*ll with their relationship. Maybe it should end... But what about Chiasa? And Myra didn't think she could live without him. She'd tried before, and it had been so hard...

Then why was she straying?

Because he wasn't listening to her. But wasn't this partially her fault? Everything? Why? Why was it her fault as well? The woman shook her head, aggravated. Despite her age she still felt like a lost child. Just barely keeping her head above the tides that threatened to swallow her. The tides of life. The ocean was such a good analogy for life. It fit the whole description of life. With it's tides and waves. So amazing yet so devastating.

Her life was so much like an ocean. Always in a storm though. Then she would occasionally reach the eye of the storm, a calming period. But soon it would be gone and she would be back into the storm. She hated it at times. But at least she still had Chiasa and Kiyoshi. Even if Kiyoshi had his problems. So it was her then, wasn't it? She was the problem.

Walking into the house she shut the door quietly. It was about four in the morning. Perfect? No. She still felt horrible. But she'd just wanted someone that was sober. To maybe listen, even if he wasn't paying attention. She walked over to go and sit at the kitchen table. The woman set her arms down then laid her head on top of them; closing her eyes as well.

She didn't know what to do anymore... Everything was falling apart. She was far from the eye of the storm.

((Mm... Muse!!!!! 8DDD XD))

[Platinum]

Kiyoshi walked into the room.
"Where were you?" He asked, his voice cold and demanding. He smelled of alcohol again. The stench pretty much raidiated off of him. Though it was was familar coming from him people probably didn't even notice anymore, and that was a sad fact.
"Where were you?" He demanded again, his voice quivering from the drunkenness.

[LoneWolf]

"Does it matter?" Myra asked. Tensing as he came in. Drunk. Not that she should have expected any more or less. Despite the fact that she didn't quite like herself for what she had done, she now gave herself reasons. He was so cold lately... Not the type of person she wanted to be around anymore. But she wasn't going to kick him out or anything. After all, what would that achieve?

"You go out without saying anything." She added in a dull tone. The woman showed less and less emotion around him. It was becoming harder and harder for her to show emotion around him. So she was also slowly crawling back into her shell, the one that she thought she wouldn't need so much when he first said he loved her. But it had come out, again and again. It was tiring, she should feel comfortable around the one she 'loved', not reserved and certainly not cold or resentful.

But it was there.

[Platinum]

((After this, we need a happish plot for them. XD))

Kiyoshi narrowed his eyes at the woman.
"You act like I go out and sleep with other women." He told her sharply, his brow creasing with lines as he glare deepened.
"Have you been doing that? Have you been f****** some other guy?" He demanded to know, taking a step forward and grabbing ahold of one of her wrist as if to make some sort of point. He wanted to trust Myra, though felt too insecure to say this to her. He was too scared that she would push him away if he showed any sort of weakness. Which is another reason he was drinking. He was hoping that the whiskey would drown away any unwated feelings.

((Bleh. I tried.))

[LoneWolf]

((Very much so. xP))

Myra knew this was a half guess. But it was right there. Still, she was the same as before. The woman stood up pulling her wrist back. "No, but you drink till you can't see strait." She replied matching the sharpness in his tone. In a way it was the weakness that caused her to push him away. Considering he was weak when it came to addictions, things like the drugs and alcohol.

((Bleh... =stabs post with a spork=))

[Platinum]

Kiyoshi snarled.
"You don't have room to say much." He snapped. "With you running arond on me like a little sl*t." He told her harshly, though the words weren't true.

((::steals spork and stabs own post:

[LoneWolf]

"I'm surprised you care considering how you've been acting." Myra replied a bit snappish as well. He was like this all the time. Occasionally he might have a moment where he was a little better. But those were soon lost in the alcohol. It didn't matter what he had said not too long ago, about drugs and alcohol not changing a person. Because that wasn't true. He was so much better without them. She was trying to convince herself if he had never turned to drinking she wouldn't have strayed.

But she was still stuck on believing it was only her with the problem, just now... Or was it anyone's fault?

[Platinum]

"Of course I care. What, do you think I don't care?" Kiyoshi advanced on her. "Do you think I"m that heartless of a person, huh, Myra? Is that what you see me as? 'Some guy that doesn't care'?" He ranted to her, taking another step forward.

((blah.))

[LoneWolf]

"I don't know what I think of you." Myra replied stiffly. She didn't move at first. Then reevaluated the situation, and stepped back a few steps. She stared out at him from behind her bangs, thinking about what might happen next. "I'm pretty sure you're not heartless." She added still looking at him.

"So why do you drink so much?" The woman questioned. She'd asked before. But here it was again. She couldn't be the root of that problem, could she?

((Bleh... xP))

[Platinum]

"I don't know." Kiyoshi sighed, hiding his face in his hands.

((::brain explodes:

[LoneWolf]

((NOT AGAIN! D8 XD And um... You keep forgetting Kiyoshi only has one hand now, don't you? LoL. XD You should have him get a prosthetic soon. XDD))

Myra felt bad when he reversed his mood like this. It really drove her into thinking it was her fault, like she needed that even more. It was both their fault if anyone was to point fingers. She didn't know what to say at this point either. "Then stop."

((I was trying to think of something for her to say that might aggravate him... I think this may work. LoL. Bad post though. XP))

[Platinum]

((XDD Yeah... I keep forgetting. LoL.))

"It's not that easy!" Kiyoshi said in an outburst. "I can't just wake up one morning and decide to quit! It took me three YEARS to get off the drugs and half the time I'm still tempted." Kiyoshi admitted with a deep frown.

[LoneWolf]

Myra knew it wasn't that easy, but he wasn't even trying. At least, that's what it looked like. "I know how long it took, and I know it was hard. But it seems like you haven't even tried." She argued.

((Bleh...))

[Platinum]

"Don't say that!" Kiyoshi snapped. "I have been trying, you don't understand!"

((Grrraaaaghh. ::seizure:

[LoneWolf]

"So what!" She snapped back. "I don't understand, I don't understand anything I guess. Well can you even attempt to explain?" The woman asked staring back at him.

[Platinum]

Kiyoshi was slightly taken aback.
"No one understand unless they've gone through an addiction." Kiyoshi said angerly at her. "And you will never understand, no matter how hard I try to explain."

[LoneWolf]

"Well..." Myra threw her arms in the arm then let them rest against her chest, crossed across it. "I don't know what to say then." She stated. "Since I'm going to try not to end up addicted to anything."

[Platinum]

((I have writers block... I'll see if I can think of something...))

[LoneWolf]

((Mm... If you wanted you could start the thread where Kiyoshi just up and leaves with Chiasa. Then again I'm not sure if we could make it so I could post in that... XD))