Jayda's POV
I can't even express the amount of pissed off I am. One, these bitches woke me out of my slumber and made Corbyn move from his position on me, and secondly they made my nephew cry. And I just know Harry must have lost his ever lasting mind if thinks he's just about to get away with telling me to shut up. Then they just tried Kara and I like we're just some hoes or something. Who the fuck do they play us for?
I want to kill them. Like deadass. Why can't they see that for once in our crazy, hectic ass lives that we're happy. They always want us to just come running back to them and to be miserable. We are not a prop. I pretty much just blacked out from seeing red after yelling at the losers and came straight into the kitchen. I for some reason just started laughing at the irony of this all. How can they have the nerve to judge us, when we've been paying for their mistakes during our entire relationships.
"Jayda what are you doing?" Kara asked, making me look towards her, accompanied by Corbyn and Jonah.
I didn't stop laughing though and instead looked down at my hand to see that I was twirling a knife in my hand.
"Sweetheart are you okay?" Corbyn asked. I'm pretty sure I was freaking them out, but I've never been so angry in my life. I'm tired of this. He has the nerve to call me his wife now? I'm sorry, is there a ring on my finger?
Harry and I both know I haven't been his wife for a while now. Sure, I've done the work of a "wife" but that's not my husband.
"Jayda?" Jonah said.
"Do you guys want to know what's funny?" I said, still laughing and pointing the knife.
"Is this a trick question?" Jonah whispered to Kara.
"Just say yes." Kara whispered back.
"Yes. What's funny?" Jonah asked.
"Those stupid idiots out there keep trying me like I literally won't snap at any moment. I, no we, we have been through too much. Kara don't you see that? He pushes and he pushes and eventually I'm just going to snap."
"I think you might have already done that love." Kara said.
I was just about to say something when the two idiots walked in.
"Jayda are you seriously sleeping with this kid?" Harry asked.
"Dude I'm literally 3 years younger than you." Corbyn laughed.
"No go ahead Harry. Say all you want to say. Say how unhappy I make you and how I fuck up all the time which isn't even true. Do you not realize how much I've given to you? How much I've risked for you? Harry I literally am the sole reason you've ever had any damn happiness! You remember when you told me that? You remember telling me that every "happiest day of you life" includes me? Well you want to know something? All you cause me is fucking pain! I gave you three beautiful loving kids, hell I basically gave you the music that you spend more time on than me. I've given all of my love, my time, patience, hope. I have poured all of me, and when I say all I mean all, I mean every fucking piece of me I poured into you so that you could be happy. What about my happiness Harry? What about me!?" I yelled, full on crying now and walking towards him with the knife in my hand.
"You're being ridiculous Jayda. What are you trying to say, that I've never sacrificed anything for you? That I've given you nothing?"
"Matter of fact, that's exactly what I'm trying to say Harry." I said, feeling a pair of strong hands hold me back by my stomach.
"You ungrateful bitch."
The room went silent. My eyes went blank. My ears are ringing.
Kara's POV
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Always & Forever
FanfictionHarry Styles Fan-Fiction Story..... Threequel to "Whatever It Takes" and Sequel to "Till Death Do Us Part"!!! Here we are years later and Harry and Jayda are raising their beautiful children and living life, unfortunately everything isn't going to b...
