Homewrecker

Sixteen

Rachel POV

I come home from my shift at the club. It's about 4am. I stayed longer than I usually planned to but it was totally worth it with the amount of money I just made.

I walked into my trailer remembering Marshall is still here as I glance as his sneakers next to the front door. He better not be sleeping in my bed I think to myself. I walked down the short hallway and into my bedroom.

"Marshall" I groan as I see him completely slumped in the middle of my bed.

I sigh as dig through my draws looking for something comfortable.

"Marsh"

"Marshall" I say louder.

"Mmm" Marshall groans.

"Marshall get your ass up outta my bed!" I say seriously.

"Yo...Why the fuck are you waking me up for?" He says getting up from the bed slowly.

"You got the couch" I say annoyed.

He surprisingly listens and goes out into the living room without another word.
————————————————————

Marshall POV

I feel so ashamed that I caused Rachel and I's relationship to crumble. I wonder what things would be like if I never cheated on her a few months ago. Would we still be madly in love like we where? Something I will never know cause I decided to fuck up. I knew from the start that Rachel wasn't someone I could fuck around on, I guess that's what drew me to her. She had respect for herself like no other girl I've ever met before. Her heart was pure and open but I've left it cold and closed off. My biggest regret is hurting her.

I don't deserve her, not someone so graceful and kind. I deserve some bitch who cheats on me every other weekend. I deserve Kim. I deserve being treated like shit. I deserve to be bitched at everyday. I had a chance with an amazing girl and fucked it all up. I hope she gives me another chance even though I don't deserve it.

————————————————————

Rachel POV

When I woke up the next morning Marshall was already gone. It wasn't a surprise, more of a disappointment I guess. That was over a month ago and I haven't seen him since, not even at his trailer. Last I heard he was working on his music, trying to get himself out there. I'm proud he's working on that, I know his success for music is something he dreams off.

I actually heard there's going to be rap battles at my work at the club tomorrow night. It's mandatory that all waitresses are there to help serve food and drinks. I wonder if Marshall is apart of it?

Hey💜 sorry I haven't been uploading so frequently, I'm trying to decide where I want this story to go.

Comment + vote + follow for story updates

☮️