𝐋͢𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐎, mcyt imagines

☆ your sister was right

SUMMARY: AFTER FAILING TO BEAD HER WARNINGS ABOUT BRITISH BOYS, YOU SOON REALIZE AFTER YOUR BITTER BREAKUP WITH WILBUR, YOUR SISTER WAS RIGHT.

"Y/n,"

"Y/n!" Youre sister snapped her fingers directly in front of your face, while walking passed you towards the couch, holding two piping hot mugs of coffee in her hand.

You rubbed your eyes, and checked the time on your phone. 4:30 am, way too fucking late. But it wasn't like you were able to sleep anyways- so there was no point in trying.

"W-what?" She handed you a mug, and turned on the tv in front of you. "You were thinking about him again, weren't you?" She questioned, taking a slow slip from her mug. You nodded, as tears welled in your eyes.

She sighed, and patted your thigh. "What'd we say about him? Dont ever trust these English boys, trust me I've learned from experience," She held the mug away from her face for a moment, "Man's got far too much free time, it's weird."

You forced a dry laugh, as you read the dozens of missed calls and texts you'd managed to miss, all from Wilbur. You tried to advert your eyes, but seeing as the love of your life was practically begging for you back- you couldn't bring yourself to it.

You hiccuped, and tried to hold back sobs which were inevitably to leave your lips. A funny, heavy feeling welled in the back of your throat, making it feel like a rock had sitting right on your vocal cords.

"He'll just leave you crying overnight sweetheart," Your sister whispered in your direction, holding your hand in hers. With her sudden change in tone, you began to let it all out. She pulled you into a hug, and held you as you sobbed into her shoulder. "I'm such a fucking idiot!"

She felt her nod her head against your back. "He can't focus on you- or anything! Only his short sight!" She continued ranting, "No fucking aspirations, is that the kind of man you want?"

You cried harder, due to your sister's relentless insults to Will. "Ye-es, he's all I want!" She patted your back and slowly rocked the two of you back and forth. "Thats right, let it out sweetheart," You couldn't seem to catch your breath, and the walls around you seemed as if they were closing in on you, you couldn't escape the horrible amount of pain you'd been forced to endure.

She pulled away from you, and began wiping the tears from under your red, tired eyes. With a light laugh, she spoke again. "I'll tell you this, he's nothing but a fucking wanker! A complete wanker!" You looked at your phone screen again, seeing the last message Will had sent you. You threw your phone to the ground. "Nothing but a fucking waste of time."