- super sad content :/
- sorryyy
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"just talk to me.." I pleaded. He's been keeping in his feelings lately and he used to talk to me about it. We were living in our own apartment, happy. But I don't know what's changed. We've been together for a couple years. "Just leave it alone, y/n." He said lowly, leaning against the kitchen counter.
"you used to talk to me.. now you're just quiet.. did i do something?" I asked timidly, trying not to cry.
"Im tired, y/n." He stated, standing up straight. "Wha-" he cut me off. "Im tired of you. This is boring, y/n. This relationship isn't fun anymore. The dates are boring, the cuddling is boring, the sex is boring.. you're boring." He yelled. I gulped as I cried, but he didn't stop there.
"It's all boring and tiring. It's not what it used to be. And you wonder why I've been distant!" He finished. He said it all too quick i don't think he realized what he said. I put my hand over my mouth, and cried even more. I was.. boring? All this time.. I was boring. Is the sex boring because he thinks there's something wrong with my body?
"Baby, I'm sorry I didn't mean that.." he came over to me hugging me. I pushed him off, still sobbing uncontrollably. "Get off me!" I yelled. I looked into his eyes. Guilt filled his eyes. "Why would you say something like that to me? Huh?" I pushed him, but he was too strong so it didn't affect him. "If im so boring why dont you just leave then!" I pushed him once again.
But it didn't do anything. I went to our room, slamming and locking the door. I laid down, my knees up to my chest.
*flashback*
Vinnie was laying on top of me as we tried to catch our breaths. My legs had gave out, and my hair was messy. We were sticking to each other from the heat, but I could honestly stay here forever. He hovered over me. "I could never get tired of this." He stroked my cheek with his thumb, and placing a kiss on my lips. "Me neither." I smiled.
He picked me up causing me to giggle. He set me on the bathroom counter, slipping his clothes on me, and then his shortly after. He grabbed a washcloth, wetting it with cold water and dabbing it on my hot sticky skin. He pecked my lips every 3 seconds. I loved it. He then, grabbed my hair brush and began to brush out the tangles gently.
*flashback over*
What changed? How did it change so fast? I opened the door, running down to find him still standing there, but he was facing the door with his hands in his pocket. I wasn't done though. Would it be toxic of me to confront him about it?
"What happened to 2 weeks ago?" I looked up at him. "What?" He looked down at me. "I could never get tired of this." You said. Was it all just fake?" I held back more tears. "No of course not." He tried to wipe the tears away but I slapped his hand. "Then what changed?"
"Nothing.. you're not boring i don't know why I said it." "you're lying.."
"no.."
"yes! I'm not good enough for you, admit it! You're tired of me. I'm boring. So leave." I stated, pointing at the door.
"Im not leaving." "Yes you are."
"No i wanna talk about this." He said leaning against the counter. "I was just in the heat of the moment.. i didn't mean anything."
"That doesn't matter, vinnie. You said what you said. And it didn't even seem like you regretted it." I stated. "You didn't look away once when you said it to me, you looked me dead in the eyes with zero emotion."
"Let me make it easier for you then. This.. it's over. Since I'm so boring and tiring, maybe you'll find someone who isn't boring." He walked closer to me, smashing his lips against mine. My arms immediately went around his neck. But then the words he said replayed in my head. I cried during the kiss, my head falling to his chin, then his chest. I wanted to hug him but I was upset with him.
Before I could change my mind, my arms were already around his waist, squeezing him. He kissed the top of my head, but I knew he was still the one for me.
- can you tell I don't like ending it when they break up? 😭
- anyways, another shower thought
