Yall I can't believe I'm ALREADY BURNT OUT, but I'm doing this for you :D Warnings- arguing, Dave being an ass, crying (from both ends), assumption of Dave cheating on you, having to stay away from each other for a few days Also this is in first person
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But mom I love him-
I don't know why I thought he'd do that to me, maybe it was a heat of the moment thingy.
We'd been spending less and less time together over the entire month, it had started out innocent enough. With Dave having to excuse himself from our everyday sitcom watching to go to band practice.
But I'd started to get suspicious when he got up out of nowhere after we'd.. "made love", and started to get dressed.
He used the same excuse, "I love you so so much, baby, but I have to go to band practice, Kurt is really on our asses about that five days a week thing."
Yeah, that was tonight, I am fucking livid.
I ended up calling Kurt, asking if there even was band practice tonight, he said no.
I hate to say it, but the first thing that popped in my head was the possibility that he's cheating on me.
All I remember is crying for hours, I cried myself to sleep.
But damn it, I had to find out for myself if he was actually cheating on me.
"Soo, how was band practice Dave?" I felt like an idiot, almost like I knew he wasn't cheating on me, but he was still lying.
"Umm, good." He shrugged at me, he never shrugs at me.
"Why (___)?" Dave questioned me with a look that I wasn't comfortable with, like the 'oh shit, she knows something's up' look.
"Well, I called Kurt, just to checkup on you guys. And uh, he said there wasn't even a band practice tonight." I tried my hardest not to cry.
Even the sheer thought of him cheating on me brought me to tears.
"Why would you even call Kurt to check and see if I was at band practice? You could've called me." He essentially brushed off my concern.
"Because Kurt would tell me the truth." I stated, in a matter of fact tone, that seemed to make a switch flip in his head.
"What? You think I wouldn't tell you the truth about where I am?" He looked so hurt, and I felt my heart shatter.
"Dave.. you've been doing this for over a month." I truly didn't want to start anything with him, but i wanted answers."Doing what?" He spoke exasperatedly.
"The going out at night all the time, and I have no idea where you are.. or-or what you're doing." I felt an extreme panic go through me.
"It- just worries me." My hands got clammy, and my voice cracked as I spoke.
