Emily and Steve Part 9

"I don't understand what is going on here, Steve," Emily said, tears welling up in her eyes. "You were so supportive of me becoming Emily full time before. Now as I continue to grow as a woman, you suddenly revert to this Goddamn caveman? It is my life to direct, Steve, not yours!"

I stopped pacing and walked right up to Emily. "Not mine? Not mine? I made you. Remember, you said that. You would never have done this without me. I made you, and now you just want to chuck me aside. Not acceptable. Not acceptable."

Emily stood up, and pushed me aside. Tears were streaming down her cheeks. "You know what, fuck you. Tessa and I are going out, and I think we'll stay in a hotel tonight. You can sleep alone in your kingdom, your fucking highness."

With that Emily stormed out, slamming the door behind her. I picked up a dining room chair and hurled it across the room. It crashed against the wall, and fell limp to the floor. Just then, Tessa walked out of the kitchen, sheepishly.

"Oh shit, sorry Tessa. I didn't realize you were there."

Tessa picked up her bag, and started walking towards the door. I called after her. "Tessa, please, try and talk to her. I do support her, but I just want to be included in the decisions she makes. We are a couple, she can't just go off and live her life like a single person."

Tessa looked back sympathetically. "Steve, Emily appreciates what you have done for her, she really does. But you've given her wings now. She's going to want to fly, to experiment. She's made one change, now you have to be prepared that she is going to want to make a whole host of changes. If you love her, either you'll find a way to support her, or you'll let her go."

With that, Tessa walked out the door. I collapsed on the couch and started to cry.

* * *

Tessa and Emily didn't come home that night. The next day I talked to Emily on the phone. She was going to spend another couple nights at the hotel with Tessa, because she wanted to think things through. I pleaded with her to come home.