I was sure my husband loved me, but my faith in that faltered as of late. We had been married for 4 years now, and we had just found out we were pregnant. Rooster was more than happy that I finally would have kids. My husband, on the other hand, wasn't so happy. I was seven months pregnant, and I was in great discomfort. Pete had just gotten home and got in the shower. He was cold, and he wouldn't even touch me. I wasn't breakable, so he had no reason to treat me like this. I was sick of it. "Pete Maverick Mitchell, we need to talk right now," I said, struggling to get up. "What do you want?" he asked in a snarky tone. I wanted to slap him so hard, but I would not resort to violence. "Why have you been cold to me?" I asked, looking at him with concern. "I have not been cold," he said, testing the water before stepping in. "I am seven months pregnant and I am in the discomfort I want my husband back," I said.
"You have him,"
"No, I don't, Pete I have you physically but not mentally; what did I do wrong,"
"Nothing,"
"I clearly did something because you wont speak to me,"
"I cheated okay!" he yelled at me.
I was shocked with his actions. Did he even love me anymore? "Do you love me?" I asked looking down. "I don't know," he said not looking at me. "you broke your vows to me your wife who was it?" I asked shakly breathing. "Penny," he said after that I don't know what happened all I knew was that Maverick and I got a divorce he married penny and I am raising a healthy baby girl.
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