something missing..(G!p X Girl)

6. Mine 🔞

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"How could it be like this when I loved you so much."

Loved!!
Another sob grew in freen chest. "How could you love me and be with her," freen forced out, pulling the elastic out of her hair. So much of her hair had come loose that she gathered it back into another tight ponytail, savagely wrapping the elastic back around it.
"How could you betray me that way."

"And how could you," becky replied, and when she gazed into freen eyes again, the fury and hurt freen saw there took her breath away. "You're my wife, freen... Mine.... Forever."

"Until fucking jane was more important..."

becky let out an enraged cry as she pushed her own chair back, ignoring it when it slammed to the floor the same way hers had.

freen wanted to run, as becky came around the table, but a part of her dared becky to hit her because she know becky can do everything when she's angry and she knew her ego was louder than the logic at that moment so... freen Dared her to take that last unforgivable step.

Like practically fucking another woman hadn't been enough.

Like practically fucking semg hadn't been enough to break their relationship forever.

freen stood up when becky reached her, and she tipped her head back to stare challengingly into her dark eyes.

If becky did this, if she hit her, she would never forgive her wife.

She was carrying her damn child, and she would get in the car, go to her father, and see becky locked up within the hour.

freen would finally let this go, and ... it would hurt... but her heart was already cleaved in two, broken from the second she had seen becky with jane.

becky was panting, trembling with rage, and the sheer bulk of her sent a thrill of fear and....and, damn it, anticipation down her spine, the way back proximity always had.

"And you were just waiting for the excuse to fuck someone else," becky said, her voice low and dangerous. "Weren't you."

freen eyes widened in pain, hurt that becky would say it. Then her eyes narrowed. "Just like you were?"

becky grabbed her wrist, her fingers tight, and she bit the inside of her lips to keep from crying out.

"Do you want to know?"  becky said, her voice still that low, terrible monotone,
"how many goddamn times I turned her down? How she told me in that silky voice of hers how good she would make me feel... and I walked away from it...I came back home to you.
And yet, the first time, the fucking first time, you let him... do those things to you.
To touch you..m that way."

freen tried to jerk away from becky, grief and remorse tightening in her chest, as she shook her head, but becky didn't release her.

"Because you wanted it too. And I'm the asshole."

"Because I couldn't have you," freen shot back, her sight swimming with tears.