Dallas Winston - 𝕀𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤/ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤

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T/W: mentions of suicide

"If you kill yourself I'll do it too." I said and he only looked down. "I didn't marry you because I don't love you." He looked at his hand and gazed at his ring and chuckled.

"Funny that I ever felt the same. Never thought I could ever love somebody." He said and I looked away and started crying. I walked over to the bay window in our bedroom and I curled up and looked around our street. He put a hand on my shoulder and I looked at him.

"I'm fucking depressed, y/n. You gotta understand this shit won't go away with a snap of your fingers." He said with attitude and I rolled my eyes and looked back outside, trying not to yell at him.

"You won't let me try to help you. It's like you only married me for sex and money." I responded and he walked out the door and slammed it. I rolled my eyes and started sobbing and shaking because I had a feeling this is where our relationship was gonna end. He's gonna find somebody new that he's gonna actually love and they're gonna start a family and I'm just gonna be his ex.

Soon, I heard the door slam open and he stomped over to me and shoved his finger in my face. "You oughtta be selfish enough to think that I don't fucking love you more than anything in this shitty ass world." He yelled and I looked at him in the eyes and smiled. I quickly stood up and hugged him and he started to sob into my shoulder. I ran my fingers through his hair gently and kissed his neck softly.

"Let me help you." I said and he slightly nodded and still kept his face buried in my shoulder.

He pulled away eventually and I rubbed the tears off of his cheeks and kissed his forehead. "I'll always be here for you." I said and he smiled. "I'm sorry." He said and I only shook my head.

"Don't apologize for being damaged, Dal." He looked at me and put his hand behind my ear. He gently rubbed his thumb across my lips and pulled me in to kiss him. I missed his touch.