What happened???

Glass shatters
Maybe a wine glass, no that's only for polite company.
Maybe a beer bottle
That would explain his rage but not hers.
She screams goodbye a time or two
And tells him to make sure his clothes are dry before he leaves.
He says she's crazy slurring his words ever so little.
They circle eachother
Hungry for the kill.
He snarls
She lashes out
He recoils
And she bits in
He winces
She stops for a second
He sees his chance
And takes it.
At the end all they wanted was victory
All they got was pain
All he got was an empty bed
All she got was a broken heart.