Something was up with Maxxie and I didn’t like it. I also didn’t like the fact that he hadn’t let me deal with his finger properly but I’d get over it. Whatever was up with Maxxie bothered me through dinner and as a result I barely managed more than a few forkfuls before my stomach decided anything else would make it puke. Maxxie didn’t eat much either, which only made me worry more. He opened his mouth to say something when in burst Cayden, tears streaming down his face.
“He’s left me”
Maxxie looked up as Cayden spoke, getting up and hugging him. I just sort of sat there and watched as Cayden clung to him. I wasn’t really sure what to do. I mean, I know everyone used to rely on me for comfort and to be the strong one but I’d kind of gotten used to not having to do that and all the things I would’ve done before flew out the window and left me feeling awkward.
“Get him a drink or something” Maxxie said to me, playing with Cayden’s hair and sitting him down on the couch.
I did as I was told, coming back and seeing Maxxie cuddling Cayden on the couch. Cayden was still in tears and I put his drink somewhere he’d be able to get it, sort of hanging on the sidelines since I couldn’t think of anything to say or do.
“What happened?” Maxxie asked.
“We had a fight”
“About why we fight so much”
“Wanna talk about it?”
“What’s there to talk about? He’s left me. End of”
Maxxie sighed slightly. “He’ll come round, Cay. He’d be stupid not to”
Cayden didn’t say anything to that, more tears streaming down his face. Maxxie kept playing with his hair and I tried to think of something that’d make him feel better.
"Maybe you just need a short break from each other or something. Give it a couple days and go talk to him when you're not all hysterical over it" Maxxie said.
"We've been fighting for months, Max. I don't think a couple days is gonna fix this"
"No, the couple days is for you both to calm down. The talking it out is the bit that's supposed to help"
"And we'll end up yelling at each other again"
It looked like Maxxie had run out of things to suggest and I still hadn’t come up with anything. Cayden hugged his knees to his chest and Maxxie cuddled him.
“I fucking suck, huh?” Cayden said after a while.
“No, Cay, you don’t suck”
“I must do or I’d be able to make relationships work”
"You've managed since me and Hadley got married, I'm sure if you figure out how to stop arguing with each other, you'd manage to make it work again"
Cayden leant his head in his hands. "If I knew how to stop the fighting, I would've done it when the fighting started. We fucking argue when we're having sex. That's how bad it is, Max"
“Well what do you argue over?”
“Stupid things. Big things. Everything”
“Why don’t you think about what triggers a fight and find a way to stop fighting over them?”
Cayden sighed. I’d seen him and John fight when they were kids and Cayden always came out on top because John couldn’t stay mad at him. What the fuck was up with everyone lately?
"I mean, you both wanna be together still, right? So you both need to work on this. You'll find a way around it, Cay"
"I don't think he wants me back"
“He will. Just give it time”
“He’s never been mad at me before” Cayden said, hugging his knees even more.
"You can stay here for a while if you want. I'm home most of the time, if you need some company"
Cayden nodded a little, sniffling now that the tears had stopped a little.
"That's alright with you, right Bunny?" Maxxie asked me, cuddling Cayden more.
I nodded, smiling back when Maxxie gave me a tiny smile.
"I'll go clean up the spare room for you, 'kay?" Maxxie said and Cayden nodded.
I stayed where I was, standing awkwardly in silence as Cayden sniffled again. I could hear Maxxie cleaning up the spare room.
"D'you want me to get you anything?" he asked once he was done.
Cayden shook his head, shuffling off to the bedroom. Maxxie watched him, sighing a little.
"Think he'll be okay?" he asked quietly, hugging my waist.
"I'll kick his ass if he's not" he said, resting his chin on my shoulder.
I chuckled before falling into silence again. Maxxie kissed my cheek, sitting on the couch. I sat with him but I didn’t exactly sit close to him. He watched the TV for a while but ended up doing the dishes. I glanced back at him from the couch.
"Maxxie" I said quietly.
"Mmm?" he said, still doing the dishes.
"What was... Are things okay? With us, I mean"
"Why wouldn't they be?"
I shrugged, going quiet again. Maxxie started cleaning the rest of the house when he ran out of dishes but the house didn’t need cleaning. Something was definitely up with him.
I opened my mouth a little to say something but changed my mind. "Never mind"
"M'kay" he said, going back to cleaning.
I curled up on the couch, trying to make myself as small as possible. Why wouldn’t he tell me what was wrong? I mean, if he was ill or something he could tell me. I was a doctor after all. Was he unhappy about something? I’d tried to be better since he told me about him cheating me but I’d had to take on a couple extra shifts and I kept bringing work home when I should’ve just forgotten about it til the next day. But then again, I’d been topping more lately to try and keep him happy. Maybe that was it. Maybe he wanted me to top all the time. I bit back tears as I started wondering if he was cheating on me again but they sort of came out anyway. I kept quiet, though, not wanting to upset Maxxie or disappoint him or anything but he noticed after a while.
"Nothing" I said, wiping my eyes.
"Okay. I'm going to bed"
I slept on the couch that night.