Leaving for Good;The better?

[Murduck]

~ The drive there was rather quiet and unsettling. Murdoc fumbled around the bandage over the left side of his face, covering his eye. He insisted on driving, though. It hurt like a bitch, he seemed to recall padding the side of his face with his palm. The tickets were booked, and the visas and passports have been taken care of. If only they had left the apartment five minutes earlier, they might have avoided that sticky situation with the once known Dark 2-D. He was going to have a tough time removing the black puss, and repairing the damage. Doesn't matter, he could just hire someone to do it for him - he could more than afford it. You have got to admit, he was earning a lot and slowly growing into a success, and there was no way he was going to drop it all for one woman. ~

It's for the best, really.

~ The thought played in selfish mind over and over. But as he once said before, who really knows what was best for themselves and others?

What is the best?

He parked the car, and helped her unload her bags - a tote bag, really. She packed light, thankfully. ~

[Lissachoa]

*steps out of the car, continueing to stay quiet, my expression was blank, makeing it hard to tell is I was upset or sad or anything at all*

[Murduck]

~ In truth, he didn't want to do this. It was painful, true, but he really wanted what's best for her. How else was he to support her, whose living in another country with her own child, and himself? Success always comes with a price. ~

*Puts the bag on the ground, and looks down at her*

C'mon, will you stop it with the silent treatment and at least talk to me for just for a bit?

[Lissachoa]

*leans down and picks up the bag while Sama jumps up on my back*

I really dont have anything to say...

[Murduck]

Are you angry? Upset? Sad? What?! If you don't want to go, I'll just cancel the flight right here and right now..!

[Lissachoa]

We're already here, besides, it was a long drive anyways.

*walks passed him*

[Murduck]

..Why are you so ticked off over this? *follows after her* What am I doing wrong??

[Lissachoa]

*simply looks over my shoulder*

you're doing nothing wrong, it's just kinda hard for me going back to all that.

[Murduck]

*Grumbles, ruffling my hair, muttering to myself under my breathe*

[Lissachoa]

*walks into the sector where the plane will be arriving and sits myself down quietly*

[Murduck]

(( aren't we in the parking lot? ))

....*Sighs, massaging my forehead*
Look, will you just give me a slight hint of what you're thinking right now? Because, I'm just completely blank right now..

[Lissachoa]

(( oh...oops ^_^; ))

what am I thinking?

[Murduck]

Yea.. I mean....just.... talk..

~ He mumbled, a bit struck for words.. ~

[Lissachoa]

I'm never good at starting conversations.

*ruffles through my pockets*

[Murduck]

~ He kept silent, trailing his mind and digging for the right words to say. And then, he muttered ~

I'm not kicking you out.. I'm not I swear..