Benji slammed the door behind him, hiding in the master bathroom. He scrubbed his eyes with the heels of his hands. 'A f*****g nag,' Ben had called him. No, he had yelled it at him.
After five days of torture, Benji wasn't sure how much more he could take. Maybe it would be better if Ben had a nurse and Benji cancelled his short term disability leave and went back to work.
No, he couldn't do that. Ben was his responsibility. He would just have to try harder. He'd get through to him somehow. Their relationship wouldn't be able to survive much more of this. He had to do something.
After Benji washed his face, he opened the bathroom door. He was surprised to see Ben laying on the bed, spread eagle with his arms out at his sides, legs slightly spread. He stared up at the ceiling, his face e
