At Wits End
Travis sat on the side of the bed and watched Jan pack her bag. "You could leave the clothes here at least I’d be thinking you’re coming back."
"Travis darling…this is not going to work here for me…I’m sorry I did try." Jan was biting back tears and she was tired of biting back tears. Breakfast had been a disaster with only herself and Sarah McGee at the table the barbs began some went deep she didn’t have to listen to this, didn’t have to stay here.
"Jan we can work it out we have to hon…I don’t want you to go." Travis heard the pleading sound in his voice and it made him angry. Why should he have to plead with the woman he loved who loved him. He kicked a shoe across the room.
Jan would not look at him she couldn’t she would fall apart. "I told you Travis I would not stay where I am not comfortable…I am not made comfortable here…I have to go Kyle is going to drive me to Coffs are you coming?"
"No."
"Well then I’ll see you in Sydney," Jan lifted her chin and walked out of the room and closed the door.
Less than a minute later a lamp hit the wall.
Sarah McGee had finished dressing and tidying her room she opened the door to the hallway and it almost went off the hinges, Travis stepped into her room.
"I hope you’re fucking satisfied." He turned and left slamming the front door behind him.
Sarah stepped back into her bedroom she had never seen Travis so angry. Hearing the door slam she walked over to her desk and pulled out the folder and opened it. She had done her research on Jan it was full of clippings from the tabloids and fashion magazines. She closed the folder and went back and sat on the edge of her bed and burst into tears. She was only trying to protect him…she loved him.
"Travis…oh Travis," she cried
