~𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑛~ (a rhea Ripley X fem reader story)

slipping away

11th March 2022 4:30PM

Demi pov:

Y/N had been so cold with me these past few days. And I knew why. I just didn't know how to express my feelings with her until Ben talked to me and helped me come up with an apology. I hated this bittersweet feeling so I needed to so something before my wife slipped away from me.

Y/N pov:

I had just come home from the mall, I went stationary shopping for Ben because he had next to no equipment and he was tired of being told off for it. I came home and immediately walked into my wife. "Can we talk?" She said as I walked past her, which caused me to turn around again "Okay. Talk." Was all that came with the cold tone in my voice. "I- ummm. Fuck. I-" she continued to form any sentences so I turned back around and headed to the kitchen, placing all the bags on the kitchen island. "BEN! COME HELP WITH THE SHOPPING!" He came running down the stars and burst into the kitchen. I started to unpack all of the things that were his; pens, pencils, calculator,  highlighters, mathematical equipment, eraser, sharpener, post-its, pencil case, you name it, I bought it. He took all of his items upstairs only to return a few minutes later to help me with the rest of the shopping. I could sense demi lingering in the doorway, waiting for Ben to leave, I ignored her but Ben had a little conversation with her.

Then it happened, Ben left the kitchen, leaving us on out own, I began to chop up some vegetables for the dinner I had planned while she attempted to speak. "Can we talk now" she quietly asked, I had my vision on my task but I spoke "I dunno can we?" "What's that supposed to mean?" I huffed and shook my head "doesn't matter" she grabbed my hand but I pulled away "yes it does!" I slammed down the knife on the counter in frustration "It's always can we talk, can we talk, can we fucking talk! I give you the chance to talk and you don't get out a single word! It's like were stuck in this constant loop of self sabotage and I can't do it anymore!" She stood completely stunned by what I just said,  I took the chance to leave. I called the first person that came to mind "Mercedes (Sasha bankss) I need a break, my head is pounding and I need to talk to someone, meet me at the crystal bar on main in ten minutes" I hung up the phone and began to look for something to 1change in to, there I found the body con dress from my wedding, I couldn't help but remember the woman I married, she was struggling so much to explain herself and I was making things worse, maybe I could fix things between us, but for now I needed a drink.

I arrived at the bar and found the blue haired babe I knew as one of my best friends, she greeted me with a big hug and I got to see her outfit for the first time

"Gorgeous as ever Y/N. I hope you don't mind but after hearing you on the phone I called for backup" she said pointing behind her, there stood some of my best friends: gionna (liv), Nikki (ash), Naomi, zelina and Leah (carmella). A huge smile spread across my face as all my friends greeted me, there were shots on the table and I grabbed one "You know what they say. The more the merrier!" I downed the shot and tapped the bar as everyone else followed. After explaining my situation everyone took turns in giving me advice. "Demi struggles to explain herself! You should just let her take her time." Gionna said, taking another sip of her cocktail, "Nah. You just need to tell her to explain herself straight up. Rip the bandaid off!" Mercedes interrupted, one by one they all explained what I should do, a lot more favouring gia's side of the story, I decided to go with what gionna suggested but now all I wanted to do was have a but of fun, girls night!

*Time skip*

After a few hours and a lot more drinks... I was wasted. But it just showed that I had had a lot of fun with the girls. I stumbled into the house to find a very worried looking demi. She had waited up for me and I could tell that she was really scared. "Do you understand how worried I've been!" I frowned and shushed her, the after effects of being drunk now hitting me like a ton of bricks. I sort of fell into demi and that's when she knew that I was absolutely shitfaced. She came back over to me with a glass of water, handing it over as she sat down.

"I-" I wanted the first words so I cut her off, they also say drunk words are sober thoughts, she stuck by that saying and so did I "I want to talk first. I'm sorry. I've been a bitch to you. I have been so distant and so cold recently but the girls really knocked some sense into me. I want to listen to what you have to say, but I can't do that if you can't talk to me." I started sobering up with every drink of water I took as I spoke. "I'm sorry. I haven't been honest with you. I realised that in sickness and in health means a lot more to you than what it does to me. I'm willing to keep you updated on my health. I want this to work and I want you to know that I do trust you, I trust you with my life!" She pulled me into a hug and sat with me until I was sober enough to walk, but even then my feet were hurting from my heels and I was tired from staying out so late, demi could obviously see this so she started braiding my hair as I fell asleep in her arms.

Demi pov:

I watched as my drunk wife slipped into slumber while I braided her hair, I couldn't disturb her so I lifted her off of me very carefully and cleaned up a little bit of the mess. After that I watched her, admiring her beauty as she slept, I didn't want to move her but I knew that I had to so she would get the best sleep possible. I slipped my arms under the base of her neck and behind her knees before lifting her up and taking her to our room. I slipped her out of the clothes she was wearing, I took one look at her flushed cheeks and knew that I didn't need to get her changed, she was way too hot. I left her in her underwear, I had a bra and shorts on so we were pretty similar, the moment I lay down her hand crept over my body and she moved closer to rest her head on my chest, just like our usual routine. We were back.