Scared is the emotion that has to describe you right now, dom had texted you not to pick up dinner but to come home because he wanted to talk, you and dom had been dating for around 9 months and it was the happiest time of your life, you hoped the same for him, but now you were questioning if he was really happy.
Entering the apartment you shared with dom you saw him leaning on the kitchen counter, “hey love” you said walking to him “hey” he replied, the awkward tension thicker than butter “sooooo, whats up are you o…” “we should break up” shock was evident on your face, but you werent going to let him see your hurt face “uhm, hee, why” he shrugged looking at the floor “no, you see dom you dont get to call quits then not fucking tell me why!” you yelled at him “im sorry” “Dominic richard harrison tell me right now” “i cant y/n, i just can't” “you can't what, what can't you do that is so dramatic that you decided we needed to break up with me!” you said more angry than hurt “god damn it, i'm in love with you and i'm not going to allow myself to do that” “you're a coward!, like a little girl dom running away from you issues because you scared” you laugh sarcastically “don't say that y/…” “dont say what that your a little girl running from your problems, or a coward, because until you prove that your not, that's what you are” you both sat in silence not wanting to look at each other “y’know i was right, i told my self not to fall for you and i did, i knew i was gunna get hurt, god im so fucking stupid” you shook your head and wipped your watering eyes, going upstairs you appear again with a bag, taking your key of the ring you toss it on the counter “have a nice life dom” you say walking out of the apartment….
I'm feeling mean so yall gotta wait for part 2 *insert evil laugh*, love you gremlins
