Chapter 4 • Happy (FFAF)

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❥Warning:
Includes strong language.

-Y/N's POV (Falling For a Fan)-
Once Lia hung up the phone for the night after talking to me for a whole 10 minutes about how hot my literal future husband was, I glanced down at the wet roses, and damp chocolate box.

I wiped away my tears that had fallen during that phone call, then picked up the items to bring to my parents.

While driving down the dark road, with a million stars in the sky, and a million thoughts in my head, I began to think about my life choices and how much I regretted them.

I realized that none of this was Maia's fault like Dream made us believe it to be.

Maia was just an author, all she wanted to do was write, her favorite thing to do. Yet she got captured by someone who looked like the one she loved, and it got her killed because of it.

Now, my best friend was even more obsessed with Clay, him and I have never met and once we eventually do meet again, I'm going to be introduced as his girlfriends best friend, instead of his wife.

Those thoughts made more tears collapse down my cheeks as my lip quivered. I tried so hard to focus on the road but I couldn't. So, since I didn't want to end up like Clay, I pulled over to the side of the road.

I tried taking deep breaths to calm myself down, but nothing would work. My sobs were uncontrollable at this point.

I was so scared for my future, I was terrified that my son didn't exist anymore, I was anxious that Clay might never be mine ever again.

Suddenly, a text message popped up on my phone in the middle console. I sniffed while wiping my teary eyes and soon read the words on my screen.

DAD:
Your mom found out I forgot about our anniversary because you did not bring anything.
Thanks.👍

My eyebrows squished together in sadness, now I let another person down tonight. My father, and myself.

So, I did more breathing exercises to calm myself down enough to drive back to my apartment, trying to end this shitty day.

Eventually, I made my way back safely. I parked my car then walked to my front door, holding the box of chocolates and damp roses. After getting through the lock, I walked inside, took off my shoes then shut and locked the door behind me.

It was so quiet in my apartment.

Knowing Lia was at Clay's house, being all flirty together was enough for me to plop down on my couch and devour that box of chocolates, all while beating myself up in my head over my dumb life decisions.

After a while, I began taking each rose petal apart, telling myself:

Y/N:
"Clay loves me...Clay loves me not..."

Once I got through every rose, there was only one petal left, making my lip quiver once again.

Y/N:
"He doesn't love me..." My voice cracked, "I don't love me..."

It didn't take long for me to pathetically cry again while dropping the rose to the ground. I cried all night long, staying up way too late, while wallowing in self pity over my poor choices.

I finally managed to fall asleep at 5am.

•••••

When I woke up, I immedietly wished I didn't.

I pushed the covers off of me then sighed while staring up at my ceiling. I truly didn't know what to do now. It felt easy to give up, especially knowing that Lia is amazing. She's beautiful, hilarious, down to Earth, she's perfect for someone like him.

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