HONEY. . . besson

𝟎𝟎𝟐: 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮

🍯- ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ honey ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌🍯

WALKING UP the stairs felt like the whole world was moving in slow motion for honey. after that last text from corbyn, honey had sat in his car for another moment- when she had got another text from him going:

'honestly honey, you want to see this.'

feeling her heart beating so profusely she thought it was going to just beat it's way out of her chest, honey's hand grazed the bannister whilst her advancement up the stairs.

it was dead silent in her cousins house- something that immediately put honey on edge. but when she did reach the last step of the stairs, bringing her to the second floor, she heard faint mumbles- pleas almost.

what was displayed in front of honey made her stop dead in her tracks.

her boyfriend and her cousin. in a bed. the pathetic excuse she calls as a bedsheets covering up their bodies as corbyn stood in front of them, his arms crossed.

"honey!"

the mention of the blondes name being announced, corbyn turned his head. that was when honey saw the pure hurt in his eyes, his eyebrows furrowing almost like he was holding back tears- or even holding himself back from blowing the roof off, as honey sensed there was a sense of anger behind those hurtful eyes.

the same sense of anger she felt brewing inside of her.

she took a deep breath, wanting to keep her composure, as being scarily calm was more off putting and worrying than her going off a massive shouting rampage.

"well what do we have here?" honey asked, her eyebrow raising to the two adults caught in the act of infidelity. two steps forward and honey was standing next to corbyn, the heat of his body radiating onto her own.

"two people who deserve one another." corbyn commented in response to honey's question, his venomous words being far from nice and sincere- unlike the look on his face.

catching her attention, honey looked down to see her cheating partners top down by her feet. without thinking, she picked up the top, clenching her fist around it.

before corbyn could begin to think what honey was going to do as he watched her actions, he saw said top fly forward, colliding with honey's boyfriends face.

"get changed. my eyes will no longer be burning at the sight of you naked." honey deadpanned. the two cheaters exchanged glances with one another, worry clearly written across both their faces before they looked back at their partners who caught them.

"i have one thing to say to you, dearest cousin." corbyn glanced at his girlfriend, to see her gulp, making him mentally laugh as even though honey and bethany were cousins- you would think they were indeed enemies by the look of pure worry and tears forming in bethany's eyes.

"you are lucky lili isn't here. cause she would not hesitate to punch you."

and with that honey walked out, the sound of adam shouting for her as he ran out of the room, throwing on his pants at the same time.