~ Shipper's Pain ~ Book 2 ~

Chapter 4 ~ Breakdown, A Year Ago

~Song Playlist Inspiration:

1* Stray Kids Apple Playlist

2* Writing ✍️ Mix Apple Playlist

3* Seven by Natalie Jane
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Mew POV:

He always said not to worry. We will always be together, and we have magic and love. He promised me this.

How can you argue with that?

Perhaps things with Gulf were much more messier than I have said before, and from what I have told Tul.

Tul thinks we "dated" before only because that's easier to say than the reality of the situation.

What if the reality was when I said "dated," I meant one-night stand, and what if when I said made out I meant sex?

So it was to my shock that he said he hadn't ever felt that way and was doing what was needed for "good TV." He apologized for not ever correcting me.

I vow never to believe people again, I vow not to trust a soul, and I vow to protect myself more than ever.

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A Year Ago

Mew POV:

The wedding for our show just aired on TV a week ago.

We have an event to close out the end of our show tonight.

I met up with Gulf a few hours later, and in the privacy of my car, I couldn't help but kiss his lips. He kisses me back, grabbing the back of my head.

Luckily, my car was stopped and parked. We make out for a bit more before stopping to breathe.

I say we need to get to the event. He says, of course, let's see where the night brings us.

The event went well. We are now in a private VIP room with our closest friends and family, drinking lots of alcohol and dancing.

It's now midnight, and everyone is going home. I get Gulf into my car. I called my driver, who was helping me. I tell him to bring Gulf home than me.

We went to bring Gulf home, but he suddenly woke up throwing a fit, wanting to go to my place. I finally quiet him down by agreeing, and my driver brings us there.

I go to bring him to the guest room. I love Gulf, I do, more than people know, but we can't seem to stay on the same page.

I plan to confess my feelings tonight, but he's done and drank too much.

I managed to get him to change with a little fight and get him into the guest bed.

I close the door since he seems to be asleep.

I go change and do my night routine and go to bed myself.

Several hours later, around 4 a.m., I felt someone climbing into my bed.