Military Personnel (Pt 2)

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Y/N's POV: It's been about 2 weeks since I last stepped foot in that bloody house, I've moved out to a shitty apartment in London. I've rejected every single call from Jade, I'm just laying on my worn out couch, beer bottles across the floor. That is until the doorbell rings, I get up and open the door to see Jade, I go to slam the door when she keeps it open with her foot.
"Y/N, can we just talk?" She pleads, but I'm not buying it.
"What have we go to talk about!?" I raise my voice at her "Why don't you go back to fucking that piece of shit of a husband?! Just leave me alone!" I walk back to the living room and pop open another beer.
"Y/N, please" Jade continues.
"Fine, what?!" I snap at her. "What do you want?"
"I'm fucking sorry, Y/N" She apologizes but I just chuckle.
"You aren't sorry, Jade. Keep thinking you are" I chuckle but then get very serious "If you was sorry, you would've never done this! None of this shit would've happened if you was a damn faithful girlfriend!" She bites her lip, probably trying to hold back tears.
"Jade, I gave you my everything for all those years. My parents fucking despised you but did I listen to them? I protected you, cared for you when you was ill but mostly trusted you. I came back from traumatizing deployment in the army and I find you fucking him?" I shout, aggressively "Now, get the fuck out of my apartment and also stay the hell out of my life!" She bursts into tears and bolts out the apartment.

I wanna be able to forgive her but my heart tells me not to.

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