"Darling Y/N" - [Affogato x Reader]

Chapter 8 - Secrets

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[Small Timeskip]

I was scrolling through my notifications when a thought hit me: I still had hold of Affogato's notepad. Slowly pulling it out of my pocket, I stared at each page, taking in all the information. Most of it was about his tutoring dates, and school helper times. However, a few pages contained interesting information like his past relationships and crushes back in 2021. Yet, something surprised me.

On a page, was a title captioned 'Y/N'. Why did he write a page about me?

"Y/N,

They are alright; pretty clumsy and forgetful. Not necessarily my type. However, there is this girl I like and possibly will dump Y/N for. It's going to be difficult though, we only started our relationship yesterday. And today I told them to meet me at the cafe, and I can't go back in time. So, I'm just hoping they just forget about it and..."

A series of gentle knocking was heard at my door. I quickly closed the notepad and hurried over to the door. Jess stood there, smiling happily: "You have a visitor!". At first, I was confused. I checked my watch and observed the time. Oh shit, it was 8 pm. Affogato told me to meet him at 6. So I was two hours late. Heavily sighing, I thanked her and strolled downstairs. He was sitting there, seeming pretty tense and ticked off. He glanced over at me, making direct eye contact. Affogato got up and rushed over to me, dragging me into my room.

"Where were you? I was worried..." He whispered with a fake sad tone, placing his hand on my cheek. I didn't hide the notepad, which made me highly uneasy and anxious. Within a matter of seconds, he caught onto me and looked over to my bed. Letting go of me, he picked up the notepad, eyes widening. "Why is my notepad here?" He asked seriously, putting it into his pocket. At that moment, my throat went dry- I was unable to speak. He was more concerned about what I saw there. It turns out he was hiding a lot more than I thought. Affogato grabbed my wrists and pinned me against the wall, glaring at me. 

"What did you see!" He shouted, demanding a response. I couldn't talk. I was scared and nervous about what he was going to do. I tightly closed my eyes and moved my head away from him, feeling tears rolling down my cheek. His grip tightened; he moved closer. His vanilla scent was all that I could smell. I bit my lip and hoped he would go away. I need personal space when I was anxious, and this didn't help. Eventually, he let go of his aching grasp, swiftly turning towards the door. "It's over, Y/N." He finalized, leaving me there on the brink of a mental breakdown. 

"He doesn't feel guilt. He doesn't, right? What did I do to him? I didn't deserve him anyway!" I shouted, banging my fists on the wall. A small dent was made in my cream wallpaper, largening into a hole. I could hear my younger sister shouting at me through the door, yet I persisted to ignore her. I was so angry. So devastated. It was my first boyfriend and turns out he never liked me. And he was meant to be helping me around the school. Love isn't always kind and romantic. It can be hurtful and killing for some.

I collapsed to my knees, clutching my bleeding fist tightly. Tears flooded down my face, leaving a small puddle on my wooden flooring. My sister managed to unlock my door and came running up to me. She called for Jess to come upstairs since she was too little to help me. Jess cleaned the cut and told me to let it heal. She also mentioned that if it's that serious, I shouldn't be going to school. I didn't tell her about the breakup. I just told her that I was being bullied, despite that being an awful lie. Jess said that Affogato told her that he was going back home. So I guess he's lying to the family now. If I'm being honest, I'm glad he lied about it. I don't want them to find out.

Turning on my phone, I sent a message to Caramel Arrow, who was going to be joining the school tomorrow. At least I'd have someone to talk to. I learnt one valuable lesson today though: Some people aren't who you think they are.

Glancing over to my bedside, I read a note that said; 'Y/N. I still love you, I just don't think it's working.' "What a coward" I sighed, turning to my side and falling asleep in a puddle of tears. I still loved him too, but I thought our love would at least last two days... not a few hours...

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