Choices

12

I throw my keys into the bowl and kick the door shut behind me. The sound of it slamming shut echoing throughout the flat. "Olivia?" Jack's voice meets my ears and my heart slightly drops as I am forced to recollect what had happened last night.

I don't reply and I just head into my bedroom to put my bag down and brush my hair.

As I am running my black brush through my messy hair, hands grab my hips and lips connect with my neck kissing the skin. I pull away and turn around to face Jack feeling hurt by the fact that he is trying to act like nothing had happened yesterday night.

"Don't try and act like you weren't a twat last night, Jack." I tell him before turning my back on him continuing to brush my hair.

"Look, I'm sorry, I just got carried away and you and that Mbappe guy looked pretty comfy on the sofa together so I went and found..."

I whip back round and glare at him and he shuts up as quickly as he began talking. "Don't you fucking dare. Don't you fucking dare try and play that card. You gave quite a few girls that night some looks that I would never dare give someone whilst the one I am supposed to love is standing next to me, Jack. That blond bimbo we walked past gave you the battering eyelash look and your eyes goggled at her and gave her that same look you gave me the first time that we hooked up..."

"No..."

"Don't deny it either. I ain't fucking stupid, Jack, I saw the look you gave her. The I want you eyes," I take a step closer to him and he takes a step back. "So, don't you try and turn it all round on me by bringing Kylian into it."

"Oh so you two are on first name basis now are we?" Jack raises his eyebrows and folds his arms across his chest. His look patronising and making me feel so small.

Something snaps inside of me and I feel like I am going to explode. My blood boils and I grip my hairbrush so tightly my whole hand is turning white. "You cunt! How fucking dare you Jack! Try and say this shit! Let me ask you something? You and that blond bitch from last summer? Were you on first name basis too?" I prod his chest and he is lost for words. "That's what I fucking thought. I know that there was something that went on with you and that girl. All you told me was she was a girl from work and there is nothing to worry about."

"There wasn't anything going on between me and her..."

"That's not what them messages she screenshotted said. She sent them to me and said that she felt bad when she found out that you had me. There was proof Jack, I had proof, but you know what. I should have fucking left you, but you know why I didn't leave? I didn't leave because I was so in love with you. So fucking in love and it blinded me..."

"Loved? Past tense. Do you not anymore, Liv, do you not feel the same way you did when we first got together?"

"I don't know what I feel right now." I say frustrated sighing and I sit down on the bed with tears springing to my eyes.

My boyfriend slowly sits down next to me and cautiously wraps his arms around me.

I let him as I allow the tears to fall. His lips press against the top of my head over and over but that just makes me think back to the changing rooms with Kylian. The way he held me.

The way I want him to hold me in his arms again.

Follow your heart. She said that, that was the best advice that she could give me.

But I have let Jack win me back over, after screaming at him, feeling so angry and frustrated with him. I just let him hold me and kiss me.

This isn't where my heart lays, but I don't know if I can leave Jack.

All I know right now is that I am about to make one of the hardest decisions of my whole entire life.

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Daisy xxx