fermeture (c. sturniolo) (m. sturniolo)

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summary: shit hits the fan in your relationship, causing your world to come tumbling down around you, which leads to you finding closure in the last place you unexpected.

warnings: swearing, matt's a total douchebag, allusion/implications of cheating, chris is an asshole for a good majority of this. angst with a silver lining.

author's note: title loosely translates to closure in english from french.

author's note pt 2: this is not at all an accurate depiction of matt's personality nor his morals. this is 100% fiction.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

reader's pov
(italics at the start indicate the reader's thoughts)

you always assume that people are overreacting when they talk about their feelings in the moment they realized their whole relationship tumbled down around, right? so did i until i had that realization.

when that realization hit, i felt like i had got caught in a riptide. like the current had a steel grip on me as it pulled me away from everything i thought i knew. i felt like i was drowning, unable to breathe as water filled my lungs and blurred my vision.

the realization had started moments after i had finally found my footing on either side of the line between doubting how long my relationship would last if i couldn't fix my rivalry with chris and putting the past between chris and i behind me.

it seemed like all was well. my relationship with matt was as solid as ever, i had finally buried the hatchet with chris, nick and i were closer than ever. everything was good. until it wasn't.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

*flashback*

i was laying in bed while matt showered when my phone pinged. groaning, i retrieved it from the shelving unit on the other side of the room before returning to my spot in matt's bed. as i read the instagram notification that popped up on my lock screen, i found my brows knitting in confusion.

"alyssa.mae would like to send you a dm" i hovered my thumb over the notification before pressing down on it. when the message request opened, i failed to stifle my laugh at the bright message that read;

alyssa.mae: hey girly, i know we haven't talked since high school and i can't say i'm coming to you as a friend but i am coming to you with your best interests at heart. i know you and matt are still together bc of your ig posts together, but according to him, you've been broken up for about six months now. apparently he's been flirting with a lot of girls while also talking absolute shit about you.

y/n.l/: hi! this has to be a joke lol but i do appreciate this! but as far as i'm concerned, my relationship is perfectly fine.

alyssa.mae: i understand why you'd think that, he seems to be doing this from his burner/finsta account but here's the screenshots. the first two are mine, the other two are from other girls.

*alyssa.mae sent four photos*

reading through the screenshots, i felt my chest heaving as i struggled to gain a sort of sane breathing pattern. the things matt said in these screenshots hurt. "this can't be matt. he would never say such a thing." i thought to myself as i repeatedly read over the message that said "i regret falling in love with y/n. she's so difficult to love lol. it's always something with her. and god is she fucking clingy. she's also way too insecure as well. i needed to break up with her."

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