Forgive Me, Biggums (Merome)

Forgive Me, Biggums - Prologue

"Boom! Crash! Bang!" the sounds of stuff being thrown at the floor scared the soul out of me.

"Biggums, I'm sorry..." my voice was broken, I had made a terrible mistake and there was no going back.

"Don't Biggums me! Being cool doesn't fucking change anything!" Jerome yelled at me, obviously mad and furious because of what I did. Biggums, I'm really sorry.

"Just walking around like a slut, huh? Did it feel good? Adam's fucking dick inside you?!" he yelled, and I slowly let the tears fall. I knew him, he wasn't really mad. He was broken. He was hurt and sad because I cheated, but he just expressed it in his own way.

"I promise I didn't..."

"What, he tripped and accidentally sticked his dick in your asshole?!" he threw his fist at the fall and punched it several times, as my vision became blurry from the tears streaming down my cheeks.

"I didn't mean it, Jerome. I was drunk and I... I love you, not him, babe I promise..." my hands were shaking, begging for him to forgive me, I couldn't breathe without him.

There was a long silence pause, until he decided to talk again.

"Out," was all he said.

"W...what?" my knees felt weak, like I was going to collapse every second.

"Get out of my house. You have an hour to pack, I don't care where you'll go, just go away," his voice was strict and coldhearted, a tone he used when he was broken, almost not fixable anymore, enough of everything and careless, but didn't want to show it.

I wiped the tears away from my cheeks, walking up to him and hugging him.

"I'm sorry, Biggums. Forgive me, I... I love you."

The words that I heard come from his mouth probably broke me inside, more than they ever could.

"I said get out."

And that was final. He'd always say it back, if the fight was small, if it was a bigger deal or if we were cuddling, being happy together, he'd always say it back. But this time, he didn't.

I ran upstairs, grabbing whatever was the most important stuff I would need, and I ran outside the house, hoping to get ran over by a car or something. I couldn't stand him hating me. And I'd do anything to change it, but I just couldn't. And it hurt.