Tim Bradford X Reader One Shots

I love you I'm sorry (Short Babble)

I have literally no background for this and I'm just making it up as I write

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There you were standing in the middle of his living room arguing once again. Screaming until your lungs give out.

T: You just don't get it?

Y: I don't get it? Really?

T: Well you don't!

Y: Oh my god please enlightenment on what I don't get

T: What are you expecting that I do while you're gone?

Y:Me! You're supposed to wait for me! I waited for you and now you're standing here telling me that you can't do the same thing

T: You know it's not the same thing

Y: Tim you went off to war. When graduation came you sprung it on me that you were going to falujah and what did I do? I stayed. We got married and had babies and you still were gone. I put myself through college and medical school with 2 kids while you were off fighting war in a different country fucking god knows who over there! I was here!

T: But I came back! I am here now. I have been here for last 8 years Y/N. I thought we were happy and getting to a good place.

Y: We are! Plus when did this go from you cheating on me again to somehow I'm the bad guy and it's only for 3 months twice a year!

Tim groaned "I didn't cheat on you again. I just don't understand why you have to go do this"

You looked at the vase next to you. You're anger all built up and you picked it up and threw it right at him. He ducked caused it to break into the cabinet.

"I am doing this for me! I have wanted to do Doctors Without Borders since I was a little girl. You knocked me up and left to fallujah. You came back and we got married and then we had another one and then you stopped caring for me! You would go away for months at a time and you wouldn't write me or call me. You would just come home and have sex when you got drunk and I passed it off as 'oh he's got baggage from the war' but you never loved me. You just wanted a wife and kids Timothy. You've been back for 8 years and you still don't look at me how you did when we were 18."

Everything came flashing back to him. All the memories. All the love and everything he fucked up.

He looks at you with tears in his eyes "I know... the last two years I've been trying to fix us. I'm not cheating on you I promise not physically at least"

Your eyes swelled up with tears "That's worse... Timothy I think..."

He ran over to you grabbing your hands in his "No. We can go to therapy. I can work all of this out and you can go on your trip and we can talk when you get back and-"

You shook your head crying softly "Timothy I can't... I want a divorce"

His mouth dropped as he looked up at you "Y/N no please let me fix it." he said softly

You slid your ring off and set it in his hand "you've had plenty of time to fix it Timothy. Aiden is 16 and Michael is 14. They've been listening to us have these monthly screaming matches since you came back from the war. You might have went to war over there but you came back and always started a war here."

"Y/N" he said softly pleading

"Please get your stuff. Say bye to the boys and gos. The house is in my name"

He bit his lip and nodding "I love you I'm sorry"

*The End*