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10 : Keep up with Arabella.

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[KEEP UP WITH ARABELLA]

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"I'm sorry.."

"Get the fuck off of me Taehyung, how the fuck could you think I was cheating on you ? What kind of asshole move is that ?!"

When Taehyung went back home, he was decided to make up with Arabella.

However, he decided to use the Myungshi method, forgetting that it was -like its name indicated- something that only worked for Myungshi himself.

Arabella was slowly getting even angrier as she spoke, feeling completely betrayed.

"I don't know 'Bella I.. I have no idea what went through my head, because I know that when every other woman would've left, you stayed, and you still love me, even after all the shit I did to you."

He sighed, hugging her tighter.

"You gave me everything I was lacking of Arabella, and I promise that I love and respect you a lot.. The downside is that if I lose you, I lose everything.. Absolutely everything."

"What the fuck does that have to do with me cheating ? I fell in love with a fucking piece of shit, got accused of something I've never done and now you think hugging me and saying 'I lOvE yOu I'm SoRrY bElLa' will change something ? Fuck you Taehyung, you hear me ?" She answered, pushing him away successfully, leading to him falling on the floor due to how close she was laying from the edge of the bed.

Taehyung hissed, trying to prop up on his elbows to look at her on the bed.

She wasn't even sleeping in their shared bedroom anymore, the situation was really bad.

"What can I do to be forgiven ?"

"Sit on a chair and watch Jungkook fuck me."

Taehyung's eyes widened, a conflict happening in his head.

She looked all serious, but would it worth the anger he'll feel afterwards ?

But if it's really what she wanted then-

"Damn you're really thinking about it ? You really think I would do this ?" She cut his train his thoughts, looking at him on the floor.

"But you said-"

"You know what, I think we rushed this marriage because if you knew me, you knew I wouldn't do something like that when your name is literally engraved in my fucking skin." She cut him off.

Taehyung stood up, ruffling his hair.

"'Bella come on.."

"No fuck you really, because I'm done with your bullshit okay ? People are out there threatening our baby boy and all you're worried about when you get home is shooting your friend because of fucking assumptions, are you fucking sick or something ?!"

"I'm doing my best here sweetheart.."

"You're not under anyone but yourself Taehyung, and I don't see how you haven't got rid of those little gangs already when you're literally at the head of the fucking mafia, I don't know if you think it's a game but grow up a little bit."

Anger was clearly heard through her voice, though she wasn't yelling.

Her voice was louder than her usual speaking volume, but she wasn't yelling. Her tone was absolutely despitful and that kind of scared Taehyung, but it also made him upset.

He did things he shouldn't have done, but not everything is his fault.

He didn't need more pressure on his shoulders.

Arabella stood up from her bed and put on her slippers, Taehyung staring at her.

"We're talking Arabella." He called her.

"And I'm leaving, see ?"

"You're not going any fucking where, we're having a conversation." Taehyung firmly said.

She scoffed, turning around with her eyebrows raised, eyes widening at his words.

"Says who ?"

"Husband, baby daddy and the owner of the name tattooed under your boob." He said, walking towards her.

"So in conclusion not God, so I don't see a problem."

"Arabella don't play with me." He said, stopping a foot away from her.

"Or what ? You're gonna kill me now ?"

She scoffed, pulling out her gun and pointing the barrel on her forehead, the handle in his direction.

"Go ahead Taehyung kill me, fucking kill me already because I've never been an obedient wife and I'll never be you fucking heard me ?"

"You're so dramatic.." Taehyung sighed, rubbing his forehead.

"Well I don't know Taehyung, in the span of a week I've learned that people want to kill my child and my husband, got attacked and now I'm accused of cheating, so I don't know Taehyung, why the hell should I be dramatic ?"

She looked at him with pure disbelief though her eyes were blank, but Taehyung noticed something on the way she gripped her pistol.

Her hand was shaking.

Just like that time where she had a massacred her whole family in the living room, the day they kissed for the first time.

She was shaking.

He still didn't know if it was from anger, anxiety or fear, but it was happening.

"Sweetheart I promised to protect you and I will."

"You're not doing anything Taehyung, you're not doing shit to prove me that you'll protect my child, and I'm not including myself because I don't need to be protected by someone who can barely protect himself."

"So what ? What are we gonna do now ? You know how emotionally draining it is to be with you Arabella ? One day you're smiling, then you're upset, then you're angry, but there's something your never feel and it's being guilty !" Taehyung answered, getting frustrated.

She raised her eyebrows, scoffing.

"Guilty for what ?"

"You never want to admit that you're wrong, because for you, you can't be wrong about anything ! I'm trying to talk to you and you're out there pushing me on the floor, how the fuck can we communicate ? Tell me how the hell can I keep up with you and your emotions because I don't know anymore !"

She stayed silent, staring at him with a blank face.

What could she tell him ?

A sigh escaped her mouth as she turned back around, opening the door.

She didn't know what to say, she was tired and had no desire to do this right now.

"Get a goddamn divorce and leave me the fuck alone then."

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