Venny's Assistant

18

(Two months later)
I had just caught them together in bed. Cordelia and Mina. I said nothing, did nothing, just left. Wilhelmina had promised to end it all and I really believed her, but no, this witch woman was clearly just better than me.

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Ok so this now links back to a previous book I wrote, so if you already read it, it might be a little repetitive. But imma change some bits about it :)
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(Three months later)
" I'm so fed up with your shit Wilhelmina ! " I yelled , throwing clothes into a bag as she tried to stop me .

" Y/n please!" She shouted after me as I went downstairs with my stuff .

"Are you not tired?! We do this almost every night! Surely you think we need to stop?!"

She just stood there, as I picked up my keys off the dresser, where our first pictures together sat. I don't think she'd registered what I was doing until I walked to the door .

"Y/n stop!" She screamed, grabbing my waist, "please don't leave me," she whispered, keeping me close to her body.

For a moment, a single moment, I considered staying with her .But I knew after she apologised we would just play this same scenario again tomorrow night and the night after that and the night after that.

" Goodbye Wilhelmina , " and then I left our house.

I threw my bag in the boot and got in the driver's side, before turning on the ignition and driving down the road , away from my girlfriend and the home we could have built together.

I was headed to my friend Billie's house , when my phone started ringing through the car speakers .

The caller ID : Mina ♥.

I let the phone ring and just kept driving. The phone rung again. I kept driving. I thought about how much I used to love Wilhelmina, but there was nothing there anymore apart from denial and jealousy. A few tears started forming in my eyes, but I blinked them away and kept driving. A voicemail was left. I kept driving. I pulled over at the side of the road and got out to take a breather.

I had nine missed calls from my wife, two voicemails and thirty two messages. I sighed and played a voicemail.

"Y/n please come home, I need you. I'm sorry, I really am. I'll cut all ties with her and never see her again if that's what it takes to have you back. Just please come home," she sobbed.

She's told me all of that before. Three months ago, I caught Wilhelmina with a blonde girl- the one she told me she no longer spoke to. My phone buzzed again in my hand. I decided to just hang up this time. I got back in the car and played some Cigarettes After Sex, before continuing my drive to Billie's.