𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 (𝑴.𝑹. ~ 𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒐 𝑹𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒍𝒆)

Anniversary

Trigger warning: sad also SH- one sentence at the end I put it above it

Let me know if I should make an alternative ending?

Y/N'S POV

I prepared everything. I can't wait for Mattheo to get back home. Today is our 1 year dating anniversary.

I made a cake, set up the table, lighted up the candles. Wore a beautiful black dress that was his favorite.

I let my hair in a bun cause he likes that. I painted my nails green and waited for him to get back.

He is always home by 8 and now is quarter past eight. Don't overthinking he's probably just buying flowers.

Eight and half was now maybe he just got stuck in traffic on his way back. Quarter for nine it's okay, gonna be fine.

Nine o'clock. It's fine. Don't overthink it. But he should be home by now. My overthinking got to me. What if something happened to him?

I panicked and it was currently 11 pm. I couldn't keep my eyes open. He's fine, he's fine I said to myself. Those lies will make me have heart attack.

MATTHEO'S POV

I hate myself. I hate myself. I hate myself. I hate myself so much. How could I do this? How could I?

She will never forgive me. She will probably kill me.  How could I do this to her? I really am some shitty son of a bitch.

I don't deserve her. Not even a smallest bit. She deserves so much better then me. I'm a jerk and an asshole.

I sigh before turning a key on the front door and walking in. I was surprised to find everything set up.

Cake, table, candles, plates her currled up on the couch in my favorite dress. She looks beautiful. And it only reminds me of what have I've done.

Her cheaks are flooded wih tears. I don't deserve her to cry over me. I am so incomplete idiot. A fool.

But I can't help but wonder what is all this? And why is she crying? Did she found out everything?

My phone rings a bit and I look at it.

• 1st anniversary, don't forget to buy her flowers, she's even more beautiful when she smiles - notification from calander

GOD, I'M STUPID! I'M A FUCKING IDIOT. HOW MUCH WORST THIS IS! I EVEN FORGOT OUR ANNIVERSARY.

KILL ME, IT WOULD HURT LESS. GOD HOW WILL I FACE HER IF SHE WAKES UP. WHAT HAVE I FUCKING DONE?

I deserve to be tortured and killed. Even worst. But nothing will be worse then the pain I just caused her.

She will hate me. She'll never talk to me again. She will move as far as way from me. She'll find someone new.

I didn't even realize the tears were slipping from my eyes.

I notice her stir in her sleep before waking up completely. "Mattheo" she mumbles wiping her eyelids.

"Where have you been, hey hey why are you crying" she says cupping my face. God, her touch. It's killing me.

"Mattheo what's this" she says wiping a finger over my collar bone. "IS THIS LIPSTICK" she yells.

She moves away from me looking at me in disbelief. "Mattheo please, please tell me I'm wrong, tell me you didn't" she begs as her eyes fill with tears.

"I'm sorry" I say as I break down. Her lips part and she's visibly shaking. "I'm so so so sorry" I say tying to take her hand.