Your pov- I woke up this morning hoping my boyfriend Sammy would be by my side but once again, he's not there. For the past few days things have been different between us, he's always out and never comes home. So I get up and make a pot of coffee (coffee is my obsession😏) as I'm pouring a cup I hear the front door open and shut. Sammy's home, I sit my coffee mug down and lean against the kitchen door frame crossing my arms. "Where have you been?" I ask coldly. "Oh hey babe, I thought you'd still be asleep" he says sounding very nervous. "Answer the question sammy" I ask again getting more and more upset by the second. "I was out with the guys just chillin, what's wrong with you?" He asks with a questioning face. I snap, how could he possible think everything was ok?! Oh boy I let him have it. "What's wrong with me?! Are you serious? You're never here Sammy that's what's wrong with me!" "What are you talking about? I'm always here!" He yells back at me. "If you're always here then how come I go to be alone at night huh? How come I wake up alone in the mornings?! You can't answer that question cause you're never here!" I spat out, I was on the verge of tears but I held it back just so he wouldn't see me break. "Well maybe if you wasn't so fucking clingy I wouldn't have to stay out all the time, you never give me any room and I'm always explaining myself to you!" I went weak, those words cut like a knife straight threw my heart. I walked up stairs without saying a word, went into the bedroom, grabbed a suitcase and started packing. "What are you doing?" I heard Sammy ask me with anger in his voice. "I'm giving you all the room you want." I say putting the suitcase in his hands. He looked at me with sadness in his eyes but I didn't care, he hurt me so bad I had no choice. "You're breaking up with me?" He asks. "You wanted more room so here you go, I won't be clinging on to you anymore." I couldn't look him in the eyes I knew I would fall apart if I did. I had to be strong..for the moment. He stares at me for a minuet as if he was going to say something, but he doesn't, he walks down the stairs, I hear the door slam shut. I lose it, that was the moment I knew I was loosing the love of my life.💔
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