Escaping a Toxic Relationship: A Tale of Clint and Emily

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Toxic As he sat there in the sand, Clint looked out over the ocean and contemplated the events of the last few days. She was really gone for good this time, and no amount of bargaining with God would bring her back. Clint stood up and brushed himself off. What more could he have done to make her stay? He could not just let her go; not without a fight anyway. He had to go back home and make her see reason. Emily could no longer be with Clint. She realized she had to get away and be safe; and the only place that provided that comfort to her was back home with her mother. She hurriedly gathered her clothes and what belongings she could fit in her car, knowing he would be back soon. He never did leave her out of his sight for too long. …show more content…

Her mother only lived a few towns over, but the drive would give her a chance to collect herself and clear her head a bit. She turned on her radio; “Music always helps,” she thought. With the radio cranked and her windows down, Emily began to put this horrible mess that had somehow become her life in her rearview mirror. Clint pulled into the driveway and immediately knew. Her car was gone and he recognized this was the gone-for-good kind. He went into the apartment just to make sure and found a note laying on the kitchen table. Clint picked it up and walked into the living room, surveying the emptiness that was beginning to overflow around him. As he sat down on the couch, he could hear Emily’s voice as he read her words to himself, …show more content…

I knew this was where I needed to be.” “Come on inside, honey. Let me make you some tea and you can sit and relax, we can unpack your stuff later.” “That sounds like a fabulous idea,” said Emily, as her and her mother walked arm-in-arm into her childhood home. This was right where she needed to come to lick her wounds—those on the outside just as much as those on the inside. Emily was in the living room enjoying her tea, flipping through an old family photo album while Ruth was in the kitchen preparing dinner for the two of them when they both heard the sound of a vehicle pulling into the driveway. As Emily pulled back the curtain, her heart leaped into her throat; it was Clint. “Mom, it’s him!” Ruth turned from the sink and headed to the front door just as Emily was getting up off the couch. Why did he have to come here? Emily thought, why couldn’t he leave just well enough alone? It felt like thunder crashing when Clint stormed in the house just as Ruth was arriving at the door. “Get out of my house, Clint!” “No, Ruth. Listen, I just wanna talk to her. This has nothing to do with you…Em, where are you,

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