You run back into your room slamming the door. You jump onto your bed(with your stomach on the bed)and cover up, shoving your face into the pillow. You then start thinking. "I feel worthless. Is he mad at me? Does he hate me? What've I done wrong?" You continue to cry into your pillow, not moving a muscle.
-Remys POV-
I hear y/n run to her room. "Damn. What the fuck is her problem?" I think to myself. A few moments later I hear a door slam upstairs, causing me to jump. I sigh, and go to the room. I open the door to see y/n on the bed. I hear her sob. I can't help but feel terrible. I walk over to y/n. I get on top of her back, and wrap my arms around her waist, then lay my head on her upper back. "I'm sorry." I say. She stays silent, and sniffles. "I love you." I say. "I l-love you t-too" she sniffles. "Do you want to talk about it?" I ask. She takes a deep breath. "I don't know. I guess I feel like I did something wrong. I'm always messing things up." She says. "You didn't do anything wrong y/n. Im just a fucking dick sometimes. I get jealous when any guy talks to you because you're fucking mine, you know that right?" I say. She giggles. "I know."
"That reminds me. I haven't actually talked to you about it or asked but.." I start. "Will.. will you be my girlfriend?" I ask. She then turns herself over really fast, pushing me off. She stares at me for a couple seconds. "DUH YOU DUMBASS IS THAT EVEN A FUCKING QUESTION?" She yells, tackling me to the ground, causing the both of us to fall off the bed.-y/ns pov-
Right after I said yes, I tackled him to the ground. You hold him tight, and he holds you back. After a couple minutes yall finally get up. You both sit on the bed talking about random things, and cuddle. "Y/n. I do want to talk to you about something though." Remy says. "Go for it." You reply. He hesitates. "What's been going on with you and Jay?" He asks. You look at him with a 'are you serious right now' look. "Babe. Me and Jay are friends and we barely talk anyway. He's like the only other person I talk to besides you my love." You say. "I know. I'm sorry. It just makes me so fucking jealous and mad. I swear he flirts with you." Remy says. "Look, even if he is flirting with me, I don't give a fuck. The only person I'm fine with flirting with me is you." You say, taking your hand and cupping his face. (Y'all are laying on your sides facing each other). He blushes. You lean in and kiss him.
A couple hours later
You and remy have been sitting on the couch in the living room watching movies together. Remy has his arm around you, as you're cuddled up together. Out of the corner of your eye, you see that girl from the kitchen. She has long black hair(that's pulled back into a messy bun), and wears a short black dress. She comes into the living room and sits in a chair closer to Remy. "Hey Remy." He looks over at her. "Oh, hey Myra". He replies. She looks at me then back at Remy. "Soooo are you gonna introduce me?" She says sarcastically. "Oh shit, yeah, um. Myra, this is y/n, y/n Myra." He says. I wave shyly. She smiles then stops quickly. "And how do you know each other?" Myra asks. "Y/ns my girlfriend." He says. You could feel her eyes staring into your soul. "Oh okay." She finally says. You couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. "Hey babe I'll be back." You said, kissing his cheek then getting up. You walk to the nearest bathroom.
Once you're done you walk back to the living room, but before you fully go in you hear them talking.
"Remy why are you even with her?" She asks. "Because I love her?" He says. "And why? don't you love me?" She says. You peek around the corner to see Myra walking over to Remy. She looks down to him. "Can you not do this right now." He says. "But you should be with me instead." She says pouting. "You should leave." Remy replies. "But I don't fucking understand what you see in her. So far by what I can tell shes a wimp." She says. "Look Myra, what we had is in the past. Things are different now. Now leave please." You look at Myra, as she moves closer to Remy, leaning in. She sits on his lap and kisses him. Remy pushes her to the side and stands up. "Myra you can't do this. I know what you're trying to do." He says. You quickly run back to your room. You can't tell if Remy liked it or not. You then lock yourself in the bathroom, not knowing what to think.-Remys POV-
Myra kissed me. I was shocked. I didn't know what to feel at first, but then I thought about how much I love y/n. I push Myra to the side and get up. "Myra you can't do this. I know what you're trying to do." I tell her. She looks at me pouting. "But why? Don't you still love me?" She asks me. Before I could say anything, I hear running down the hall, then I then hear a bedroom door shut. I look at Myra in disgust, and run to the room. I open the door, and the first thing I look at was the bathroom. The light wasn't on, but I could feel a presence in there. I knock on the door. "Y/n?" I say. She doesn't answer. "Y/n, let me in please.." I say. "Go away" she replies. "You know I love you" I tell her. She stays silent. "I love you, and only you." I say again. I could hear her sniffles, which made me want to cry. I hate seeing or even hearing her cry. The last time I cried was when I was 14 and my hamster died. "Y/n please let me in." I say. I hear the door unlock.I open the door and walk into the bathroom. The only light in there was a night light plugged into the outlet. The nightlight was enough for me to see her features. I sat on the floor in front of her, reaching my hand to her face and wiping the tears. "How do you know her?" She asks me. I sigh. "Myras my ex. We broke up 6-7 months ago." I say. "Why'd you break up." She says. "She found a guy named Austin who joined us, and we had already been fighting so we decided it was a good idea to end it." I reply. She looks at me hesitantly, "do- do you still love her?" She asks me. "Of course not! What we had does not compare to what I have with you. I only love you, y/n." I tell her, cupping her face with my hand. She reaches up grabbing my hand and rubbing it. "I'm sorry I overreact so much." She says, looking down in shame. "No y/n no. You had the right to overreact. I shouldn't have let her come onto me like that. I should've stopped it sooner." I tell her.