nerves (Jake)

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Warnings: angst , angry Jake , rough sex , cheating, profanity, toxic relationship

Word count: 1k

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"I'll going out, see you later" Jake said , heading for the door like he did routine for the past weeks. He would just come back from the studio and then go out again , not saying where and then come back too tired to do anything but sleep.

Any sane person would jump to the conclusion that he's having an affair or just loosing interest.

"Why are you even telling me ? Just do whatever you want" you answered him as you poured yourself a glass of whisky , not even looking at him .

"Why are you such a wet blanket today" Jake asked , standing by the open door waiting for you to answer him .

"I wonder why" you said sarcastically as you didn't even care to look at him still, taking a gulp of your drink.

You were startled slightly when you heard the door slam . You looked up in anger to see him walking up to you instead of leaving.

"You've been giving me this attitude for a little too long and It's starting to piss me off" Jake said as he stood infront of you . He had that angry look on his face .

"I'M pissing you off?" You scoffed before you shook your head with a sarcastic laugh , deciding to just ignore him and enjoy your drink .

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean ? What have I done to piss you off now?" Jake asked as he watched you ignore him and pour yourself another drink .

"Absolutely nothing" you barely whisper under your breath before you lifted the glass to take another sip , but it was knocked out of your hand , smashing in the floor .

"WHAT THE FUCK JAKE" you yelled as you stood up , looking at the mess of alcohol and shattered glass on the floor that you'd have to clean up after all this .

"ANSWER ME" Jake yelled back , fuming.

"You alcohol drenching self-absorbed fuck ! All you fucking do is drink and have your alone time when you come home, and then run off to God knows where and come back soo tired you can't even give me an ounce of you're fucking attention and now you're smashing shit too?! What the fuck is wrong with you?" You screamed at him , every word coming out of you in all the anger you had pent up .

"What you're assuming I'm cheating on you now ?" Jake scoffed , with an unserious chuckle

"That's what you got out of everything I said ?" You questioned , now getting irritated with him.

"Oh what else did you mean then ?" Jake asked .

"Like you care a damn what I meant ! Honestly go fuck yourself or whoever you want to . I'm done having to beg just to get you to even look at me" you said walking out the kitchen to your shared bedroom with Jake .

"What the fuck are you doing?" Jake asked as he followed behind you to find you aggressively stuffing your stuff in a bag .

"Stop fucking acting crazy y|n !" Jake raised his voice as he grabbed the bag out of your hand and threw it across the room .

"Yeah well if I'm so crazy let me fucking go so you can do whatever the fuck it is you do cuz you sure as don't care what I do" you said as you went back to get your bag and picked up the other stuff that fell out of it when Jake threw it .

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