I stand before Kendrick and Keira with anger and annoyance in my posture; clearly agitated by his comment. I'm not weak. I'm not Hypocritical. He doesn't know what he's talking about. He hasn't been through what I've been through; He doesn't have the right to call ME weak. ME.
"Oh is that so? A hypocrite? Delusional? What next am I fucking dense too? Support in this city isn't Minimal, it's none existant and anyone who thinks otherwise is actually just delusional. I should have KNOWN you'd turn against me Kendrick. From the moment I met your narcissitic Corpo ass. I should've popped you when I met you; when you started asking questions. Are you sure you even left Arasaka? How do I know this isn't some ploy to turn Keira against me huh? Yeah that's right. You just want control; LIKE EVERYONE ELSE IN THIS FUCKING CITY!" I shout in irrational retaliation, becoming defensive as new oncoming lightning strikes in the distance.
"Do you fucking hear yourself right now Chelsea? Turn against you? Turn Keira against you? What the hell would I want with her? She loves YOU Chelsea."
I let out a slightly manaical and didbelieving laugh before uttering my next words.
"Oh really? And that's why she just called me weak and afraid and obsessive. Because she loves me. That's why she's letting you tell her that i'm a pathetic hypocrite despite her knowing what i've done to survive and what I've always lived by. She doesn't love me and NEITHER DO YOU." I accuse as the lightning strikes again in the distance, the rain and wine picking up even more.
"What do you expect to happen when you raise a fucking gun to her HEAD?!" He steps forward in an intimidating manner.
"Ooh big man protecting the damsel in distress now huh? Gonna kill me to protect her now? Come on then; prove it to me exactly what I was saying. Turn on me like I KNEW YOU WOULD!" I step forward, returning his challenge fearlessly.
"JUST STOP! BOTH OF YOU! WE SHOULDN'T BE FIGHTING LIKE THIS!" Keira shouts through her tears as me and Kendrick argue.
"Stay out of this Keira. Let this son of a bitch kill me like the rest of his dirty fucking kind." I say as his anger rises, his fists clenched and standing before him.
Me and him take a temporary stand off in the loud and violent wind, rain and thunder, none of us wavering; Keira watching with desperation.
"…That's what you want isn't it? Just to b right? You can't handle damage to your pride. Well I'm not entertaining it. This whole situation is so childish and foolish. I'm gonna be the bigger man." Kendrick says before turning and walking away.
"Yeah piss off big man; go hide away in your fancy office again looking down on us like the peasants we are compared to you. You ain't bloody welcome back!" I shout after him before re-entering my apartment; Kiera following swiftly behind me.
"Chelsea, talk to me.. what's wrong..?" Keira asks softly as she wipes her own tears, her hand touching my shoulder.
"Don't act like you care." I push her hand away almost immediately; dismissing her.
"Chelsea, babe- please…" Keria mutters quietly in hurt, slowly wrapping her arms around my waist.
"I said get OFF!" I shout, violently pushing her off of me and to the floor as she wraps her hands around my waist. "Don't call me that either." I demand as I look onto her.
Keira holds her cheek, laying on the floor with wide glassy eyes of hurt and sadness from the physical retaliation. There are many words to describe how Keira feels in this moment but none of them feel right. Sadness, hurt, anger, confusion, horror, fear, intimidated.
Keria remains on the ground, her breath held without realising as she looks up at my cold, hard, dismissive and angry face. What had she done to deserve this she asks? The answer was nothing but then… why? Why do this? Why push her away when Chelsea had been her best friend and her love interest for years by this point; why now was she acting this way.
One word stumbles and lingers into her mind like a drunken sailor in the north sea. Rejection.
Keira sobs quietly as she rises, holding her arm shyly with her auburn bangs, sniffling and hiding her face behind her hair with hurt.
"Fine… Fine Chlesea. That's just fine. Just know you pushed away the one person who ever gave a shit ahout you. You just hurt the one person who was there for you and now? Now your alone. I hope this is what you wanted." She says before turning and walking out of the apartment as I just stare on.
I stare at her as she leaves, no regrets or hesitation in mind. I did what I had to. I protected myself. You never trust anybody in Night City; especially those out for your heart. Because it'll only end up shattered.