The silence was so thick you'dneed a machete to cut through it. Samson sat opposite to me at atable at a cafe in the University Student Center. It was stillsummer, so there weren't many people around. The cafe wasn't evenreally open during the summer season, but they had small metal tablespeople could sit at that they never bothered to put away. Samson hadwanted to talk and Xavier mandated we do it outside the Dorm Room, sohere we were. In the only place on campus large and empty enough forthe two of us to properly have it out.
"So... how've you been?"Samson made the first thrust.
"Fine. And you?" Iparried and riposted.
"Fine." He leanedback against his chair, tail twitching behind him through the hole onthe chair.
Neither of us said anythingfor what felt like a few minutes. I couldn't look him in the eye. Tobe fair, I don't think he was making an effort at eye contact either.Wow, the big fight I had been expecting was certainly the mostintense thing I'd done on campus. Two nervous gay guys in an emptyroom. Oh the drama.
I let out a dreary sigh andburied my head in my front paws, propping them up against the table."Why did you come here, Samson?" I looked up at his eyes,staring into those cool hazel pools. "What did you possibly hopeto accomplish? The last time I saw you was during the most absolutelyterrible time of my life. Not just because of you, mind, but made itWORSE, not better."
Samson frowned and folded hisarms. "I did what needed to be done. For both of us." Henarrowed his eyes, turning his head down to stare at the tile on thefloor.
"Gggh!" I snarledand threw my hands forward. "How the HELL do you think you canjustify saying that?!?"
He took a sip from the soda hegot from the machine nearby. "You were trying to depend on meinstead of standing on your own two paws." A soft sigh escapedhis lips.
"Oh, so somehow thebetter alternative was to leave me a homeless emotional wreck?"My ears perked up. I was growling at him now, even baring my fangs."I needed you! I needed you and you dumped-" I clenched afist, feeling my hand shaking. I was just a moment from slapping thehell out of my ex-boyfriend.
"That's exactly theproblem!" Samson scowled at me. "Teri, the thing thathappened with your father BROKE you." He folded his arms. "Youhad given up on college, given up on traveling, given up oneverything you told me you wanted! I saw the death of ambition inyou. All you wanted was to cling to me. To follow me around and helpme with my life. Had I let you, you might have just become anextension of what I wanted."
My ears flattened against myhead. "I needed something, no, anything to cling to. Some sortof hope..."
"I hear you're studyingtherapy and psychology now. I'm sure you heard of a thing calledemotional dependency?"
That stung, but I wasn't goingto admit it. I looked over towards the empty student cafe andthrashed my tail around. When he saw I wasn't responding, Samson wenton. "Look at how strong you've become on your own. Withoutanyone to cling to. You went to college. You're studying somethingbecause you wanted to do it, right?" His tail twitched. "You'vemade friends, I'll bet. You rebuilt your life. You might not havetried to do any of that if you'd just followed me around." Hecombed his hair back, doing his best to return my gaze.
"Bitch!" I snarled."You really think that's a reasonable excuse for what you did?You flushed me into oblivion like soiled toilet paper!"
"You think it was easyfor me?!" Samson opened his eyes, locking his hazel eyes withmine. They were moistening up as he leaned towards me. "Ididn't want to let you go! But you needed to learn to stand on yourown power. And I…” His face fell, his ears drooping. “Iwasn't ready to have anyone depending on me like that."
I leaned in and pointed afinger at him. "You're a pompous ass and your reasons fordumping me are horseshit. You think once I'd had some time to workthrough my feelings I wouldn't have started trying to rebuild?"
He scowled. "I wasn'tthinking too clearly myself, I'll have you know!"
I narrowed my eyes and leanedin closer. "You haven't even apologized!"
He leaned in to match me. Wewere close enough that I could feel his breath against my face."You're being unreasonable."
“Oh,I’M being unreasonable?” I growled, my right eyetwitching. I slammed a paw into the metal table. At some point I’dpushed my claws out. “You know, you’re right. I must be,since I’m sitting here listening to an asshole who dumped hisboyfriend at the worst possible time in his life ‘for his owngood’!”
He glared into my eyes, asneer on his face. “Spoiled brat!”
“Uncaringjerk!” I retorted.
I'm still not sure which oneof us initiated the kiss.