My marriage.

Marriage in shambles

*Authors POV*

Becky woke up that morning feeling empty, she never woke up without having Freen not in their home. She got up and saw that the numerous messages and missed calls she left Freen were unanswered.

She thought hard about where her wife would be and she knew exactly where.

Nams house.

She got dressed in Freen's favourite sweater on Becky hoping it would ease Freen and drove over to Nams wanting to at least see her wife to have her hear her out.

She made her way over and saw both Nam and minds cars where in the driveway and she knew they both were up by now.

So she knocked on the door and shockingly Nam answered the door quite fast.

"Nam look let me talk to her please" Becky pleaded she needed Freen badly just to hear her

"Nong you hurt her, you. She is trying to ease it but seeing you is the least you can do." Nam said softly.

I saw Freen from Nam and tapped Nam.

"You don't need to do this Freen." Nam said her words very soft between the two of them.

"She's my wife Nam I have too. Thank you I'll meet you in the kitchen when I'm done." Freen said dryly Becky could tell she had gotten a wink of sleep her eyes empty.

"Baby look I-

"Don't Becky look I need at least a week to myself to think and just think. I will come to you to talk and we can talk about what our steps are when I am ready." Freen said not meeting Becky's gaze.

"Are you considering a divorce?" Becky asked scared of the answer.

"Yes." Freen said after a pause. It broke Freen, if you told her a year ago she'd consider divorce from her Becky she'd laugh in your face.
It was her Becky at that point.

"I will text you a day to talk whenever I'm ready until then leave me my space bec, goodbye and take care of yourself while I'm away don't skip any meals" Freen said glancing at her wife before shutting the door not wanting to hear what her reply was. While Becky broke down at their home Freen broke down at her elder sisters home. Freen praying for an answer or guidance.
Becky for forgiveness

2 weeks later...

Girls group chat:

Becbec: guys it's been two weeks of pure radio silence I really need to talk to her!

Irin: no becbec as blunt as it is you did this to her you at least owe her the decency of time.

Yuki: look Becky bottom line your giving her space so how about to ease your thoughts let's go out for drinks my treat?

Becbec: I'll go!

Irin: YEAH NO NEED TO TELL ME TWICE!!!

Becky thought this had to be good it had been two weeks of nothing from Freen which had gotten her anxious and she needed a break from those thoughts.

She had made a list of all the things she would buy and give Freen just to have her again.

At 8 o'clock Irin and yuki Beckys bestfriends picked her up to a nearby club just to let loose and breathe.

Becky proudly wore her rings but by the time it was 1am Becky was shitface wasted and so where Irin and yuki so they made it to the taxi they called and made it back to their respective homes.

To say that Becky thought of Freen less would be an understatement.

And to Becky's shock she saw Freen's car in the driveway

Had she spent the night?

God she had hoped so.

Becky managed to stumble her way into her home stuttering for Freen.

"F-Freen?! Freenkyy why are you back home with me?" Becky slurred when she saw Freen pacing down the stairs her luggage in hand.

To say that Becky didn't want to just tear off Freen's clothes and worship her body and show how much she loved her and wasn't leaving their marriage was nothing but a dream for Becky right now.

"I had to pick up more clothes.. are you drunk? You smell like you brought the whole club with you" Freen mumbled in annoyance.

"So what Freen you gonna leave me for that" Becky stumbled struggling to keep herself balanced on their counter.

"Becky stop your drunk we will talk in two days." Freen huffed.

"You ignore me and now I have to wait more for you again" Becky laughed her being drunk this drunk she had no control.

"Stop Becky."

"You're leaving because I fucked Jane right? I'll tell you why I fucked Jane Freen" Becky raised her voice a little louder swaying a bit to keep her self steady.

Freen's tears were already building up.

"I fucked her because she didn't kill my fucking baby I had worked on making for you. She didn't kill my bab- *SLAP SLAP*

Freen slapped Becky hard twice. She was sobbing now she almost immediately retracted her hand and ran out of their home with her luggage and she left.

Becky just had broken Freen. And Becky deserved those slaps she knew that.

Becky could barely even sleep that night and when she did she got three hours of sleep before a piercing headache kept her awake.

At around 12pm in the afternoon she received a message from Freen.

My wife🌷
Hi Becky, if you aren't to hungover I was wondering if we could talk at home at around 2:30ish?

Fuck Becky thought, what she did yesterday pushed Freen into her choice of divorce.

To My wife🌷
Hi Freen, yes 2:30 would be great I'll see you then.

Becky knew today would be the changing point in their marriage. And Becky knew that what might give her a second chance to be Freen's wife was the option of marriage counseling.

And she'd hope on everything she could ever that Freen would agree to that so Becky can do anything to prove to Freen how sorry and how important she was and their marriage.

She had hoped and prayed and was anxious for an arrival of her wife.

Becky got scared when she heard the soft click of the main door unlock, but immediately calmed down when Freen said she'd be home for their talk.

"Becky are you home?" Freen called out walking out of the hallway to find Becky sitting on the stools in their kitchen island.

"Hi let's talk in our room or the living room?" Becky asked carefully wanting to do whatever Freen wanted.

"Our room." Freen said quietly.

"Let's go." Becky said none of them meeting eachothers eyes.

"Let's hope it's anything but divorce" becky thought while they made it inside their bedroom.

To be continued..