Duels

I had an argument 
with Salome again.
We always argue.
It has become how we work.

She wanted to duel
David and I did not
wish her to get hurt.
She hit me with a crowbar.

Knocked me out.

Went off on her own.

I woke up 
after she left.
Tried to stand.
Needed to get better.

I got my gun from the locker.
My head was bleeding.
I walked to central park.

I saw David and Salome
fighting each other.
I would step in 
if there was a winner.

Salome stabbed David,
somewhere...

Somewhere particularly painful.

David had her pinned
to the ground in a moment.
I only intervened when he
started to hurt my partner.

David dropped his knife.
Salome stood up.
She got angry at me and
she punched me in the face.

I was in a daze on the ground.
I could hear talking,
I could here the sound of the lake
that they had decided to fight at.

All I wanted to do 
was sleep it off.

Salome asked me 
if I was okay to
get back home.

"I should be."

She left me alone. 
I know why she did
that to me. She knew
we needed to talk.

I made it clear that
I did not accept his
apology because it
meant nothing. 

Just words meant
to make Elaine know
he apologized as a point.

David walked me
back to the office.

I was in no 
state to walk there, 
but I had regardless.

I cannot understand
this man at all.
He walks me home
after he injures my partner.

The head wound has gone
now, but I still have a large
bruise on my cheek, under my eye.

Salome is in a bad way.
A couple of fractured ribs.
Her leg is injured from where
the knee was kicked hard.

And a bruised ego.

I find her practicing shooting.
She is not talking to me.
I suppose this is all my fault that 
I let David get me in the first place.

I think I will dream tonight.