*TW: MENTIONS SA & VIOLENCE*
Her POV //
I sat in my car, parked on the side of the road as I tried to calm down. My phone buzzed so I checked to see a text from his best friend, Flynn.
Flynn: Wanna come over? He says he's gonna apologise.
Me: will you stay with me? I don't want to be alone with him.
Flynn: of course, I got you.
I took a deep breath, I'm going to set things straight with Liam.
Once I walked up to the door, Flynn opened it with an assuring smile. "Hey, Mila" he said softly. "Hey Flynn"
I followed him inside, to the living room where Liam was sitting, his head in his hands.
I sat across from him with Flynn between us. It was silent, both of us too stubborn.
"Okay, Liam say it" Flynn scolded, eyeing his best friend.
Liam sighed, looking up at me. His cheeks were red, like he was mad or sad maybe both.
"I'm sorry. The break up wasn't meant to hurt you but it did" he spoke up.
That's it? That's all I get?
I scoffed, rolling my eyes at him. "You think that's all you have to apologise for? No sorry for breaking you? Or blaming ME for almost being assaulted? you're only gonna apologise for something that set me free?"
He furrowed his brows, running his hands through his hair as tears began filling his eyes.
"I don't understand what I did wrong, I never betrayed you" his voice cracked as he wiped his tears.
I looked at Flynn who had the same confused look on his face which almost made me laugh. Not the right time.
"Let me spell it out for you. You started a fight over the smallest things, blaming me. I was never allowed to be upset with you. You threatened to leave me multiple times then would threaten to hurt yourself. You hurt me, physically and I was the one apologising. Oh and you don't know that I know, you were messaging girls behind my back" I exclaimed angrily at him.
He went into shock after the last part, as if he were going through the stages of grief.
"I did not" he muttered.
Flynn was looking at Liam, his jaw was clenched and he was clenching onto a pillow. Did he not know?
"Yes, the girls I worried about constantly. The girls you talked so much shit about were the same girls you were texting. It wasn't about work, it was straight flirting"
His lips parted, at a loss for words. Of course, typical.
"What about when you downloaded my snap data and had a tantrum because 2 months before we even met, a guy messaged me? Oh god no the horror, fuck you" I mocked, almost amused at how dumbfounded he was.
"Yet after all that, I stayed. But god, the reason I left your life for good? do you wanna know?" I calmed down, watching the tears flow. It didn't phase me.
He simply nodded.
"You used me, after we broke up, you used me. For your own pleasure. The worst part is, when I said no, you kept going. When I said no, you overpowered and, you fucking forced yourself" my voice cracked, ripping the bandaid off the wound.
Flynn shot up, grabbing Liam by the collar. "You did what? You fucking piece of shit" he yelled.
I was shocked at what just happened. "Flynn, please" I spoke up, watching as they both looked at me.
"Mila, I really want to beat the shit out him" Flynn seethed, glaring at Liam.
I sighed, shaking my head. "Believe me, I do too but I want to hear him apologise. For real"
Flynn let go of Liam, sitting closer to me in a protective state.
"I-if I have to say sorry thousand times, beg for you I will" Liam said, kneeling 5 feet away from me. Tears made their way out again as he looked at me.
"Then do it. Look me in the eye and apologise for breaking me, for forcing yourself on me, for not ending it sooner" I stated, crossing my arms.
He began crying, letting it out as he made his way closer to me making me nervous. Flynn put his arm out, "stay there" he said, not even looking at Liam, instead he nodded at me concerned.
Liam looked up at me, "I-I'm so sorry Mila, I'm sorry for hurting you, for being an idiot and breaking your heart. I'm sorry I ended us and not making you happier. I'm sorry I took you for granted. I'm sorry for texting those girls, I swear it didn't mean anything to me. I love you so much, I'm so sorry" he pleaded, panting like a dog as he cried.
I won't say that it was an enjoyable sight but... it was an enjoyable sight. Seeing him cry as hard as I did, every single night we were together. It was refreshing to know he had emotions.
He put his head down, his body giving in the emotions.
"I'm so sorry Mila, I swear I never meant to make you hate me. I love you, I love you so much, you're so perfect. I-i still believe you're meant for me, that we'll come back together someday" he begged, still not looking up at me.
I scoffed, shaking my head. "Look me in the eye and tell me you're sorry for assaulting me"
His breath hitched before he looked up at me, fighting back the lump in his throat. I remained calm, staring at him until he did it.
"Im sorry for f-forcing myself on you" he almost winced, as if it hurt him to say.
"Okay now leave and don't ever talk to me again" I said, pointing at the door. He cried out, shaking his head, refusing to leave.
"She said leave, asshole" Flynn demanded, standing in front of me.
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Deja Vu | ✔️
RomanceMost stories focus on the present of a relationship or the ending of it. Deja Vu gives insight on the aftermath of a toxic relationship, the weight and guilt that continues to carry on. Mila Carson, a 19 year old girl navigates her way through the t...