The Break Up

"Say something." He begged.

She stayed quiet for a few seconds before whispering, "What is there to say? You've just broken my heart." She let a single tear fall down her face before dabbing away the damp streak on her face with a napkin.

Rick let out a breath. He hated the fact that he was the reason why she was crying.

"I'm sorry." He said, leaning his head on the steering wheel.

She nodded her head and cried silently.

Rick's face shot up and he looked at her. "Please understand that-"

"I understand, Rick. You don't want to be with me anymore; you don't have to explain yourself." She was trying to dab away the tears with her napkin, she didn't want to ruin her makeup anymore than it already was.

"Please... Please listen."

She turned her body away from him. His truck was large, but the leather seats weren't really skin friendly in the summer heat. "Can you take me home? I need to be alone right now."

Rick couldn't take it anymore.

"Please?" She asked in the quiestest whisper he's ever heard.

He nodded and started the engine. He knew that he was making the biggest mistake of his life, but he had others to care for now, a newborn and his son's mother.