Sadie Sink Imagines

in love? part 2 (s.s)

in which you call Sadie back, and the two of you talk for the first time since your breakup

When you were finally finished with your interview, your mind was still reeling with thoughts of your ex-girlfriend. Though your manager was trying to begin a conversation, you quickly excused yourself and hurried towards your dressing room. 

You paced around the room. It hadn't gotten to the point of the breakup where things were easy yet, and having to answer questions about the Sadie didn't help the pain that was still affecting your heart. Memories resurfaced before your eyes: the redhead's promise to always be there for you, the first Christmas that the two of you had spent together, the talks about getting an apartment and buying a dog, introducing the girl to your parents. It was all too much, and you collapsed into the chair that sat in front of your mirror. That was when you noticed your phone.

You picked it up, expecting notifications on Twitter from fans about your's and Sadie's (technically) speculated relationship. What you didn't expect, however, was two missed calls and a text from the redhead running through your mind. 

Sadie Sink

Call me. We need to talk.

You sighed as you pressed the call  button, bringing the phone to your ear. You hadn't heard the girl's voice since she broke up with you, her last words being, "I'm sorry," and you weren't sure if you were ready to hear it again. However, you were too late to hang up as the redhead's voice came through the speaker.

"Hey," she said. You froze. You couldn't do this. You were so tempted to pull away and hang up right there, but it was as if Sadie knew exactly what you were thinking. "Please don't hang up. I--I just need to talk to you."

"What do you want?" You hadn't expected your voice to sound as cold as it did, and the redhead must not have expected it either as she winced. 

"I saw your interview, heard what you said about me...about us." She cleared her throat. "You're not in love with me anymore?" The last word was high in pitch, as though the girl was unsure of herself. 

You scoffed. "Why do you care? You were never in love with me in the first place."

"That's--"

"True. It's true, Sadie. I mean, come on. You don't just leave a person that you're supposedly in love with and claim that you never loved them. So why the hell does it matter what I said during that interview?"

"Y/N--"

"Why did you even call? Why did I even call you back," you chuckled dryly, placing your head in your hand. 

"I did love you."

"Don't bullshit me, Sadie," you seethed. 

"I'm not. I'm telling you the truth." You leaned back into your chair, tears pricking at your eyes. This is what you had wanted to hear ever since she broke up with you--that she didn't mean it, that she had always loved you. So, why did it feel so bitter now? "I didn't want to break up with yo--"

"Then why the hell did you? Why did you choose to walk away from me--from us--and state that you had never loved me to begin with?"

"I--I don't know," the redhead confessed, and you swore that you could hear her voice breaking. "I don't know."

"That's not good enough."

"I know it isn't. Maybe...maybe I was scared?"

"Of me?"

"Of us! I--I just...I didn't know what would happen when we finally did go public with our relationship, and I guess I didn't want to find out..." she trailed off, and you knew for certain that she was crying now. You weren't far behind her, but your anger made itself known before your sadness.

"But to say that you never loved me? To say that our entire relationship--everything we went through together--meant nothing to you? That was just fucking vicious, Sink."

"I thought...I thought it would be easier."

"Well you thought fucking wrong," you practically yelled. "For the past month, I have done nothing except wonder why I wasn't good enough for you to love me, why I wasn't enough for you in general. I have spent night after night replaying every single day we spent together in my head, wondering what the hell I could've done wrong, or what I could've done better." Tears slipped from your eyes, but you continued. "To say that you never loved me, Sadie, when I gave you my entire heart, was vicious and cruel, and I don't think that I could ever forgive you for that."

"Y/N--" Desperation laced her voice. It pained you to hear, but you knew that you could never trust the girl again, even if she now claimed that she had loved you all along. 

"Goodbye, Sadie."