26 [Slight M]

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I dried my hands with the towel next to the sink

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I dried my hands with the towel next to the sink. Finally finished washing those dishes. I could never do this daily. No idea how Hanni does it.

I looked over at Hanni who was on the couch with Danielle. They were watching a Spiderman movie, I think it was the homecoming one.

Hanni looked over in my direction and gave me a small smile before looking back at the TV.

I still can't believe what happened earlier. She realized what I was trying to do. I could see it in the way her mood shifted once I mentioned that guy.

I'll admit, I was too obvious, but he was getting on my fucking nerves. He's lucky they were in the same room or else he wouldn't have seen another day.

Especially after Hanni mentioned that he had been trying to make moves on her. More than once too.

"I'm her boyfriend, who are you?" That's very funny, very fucking funny. Any other day he would've been choking on his blood before he could even utter another word to me. But Hanni was hurt and that was all that mattered in the moment.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked to my left and saw Hanni staring up at me. "Calm down, you're so tense. Just take a breather, you work yourself up too much." She said, rubbing my arm slowly.

I didn't even notice the hold I had on the counter, or when she stood up from the couch. I let go of the grip I had on the counter and turned my body towards her. She was right, I'm getting so upset for nothing.

The whole reason I proposed the divorce was so she could feel free to make her own decisions.

And if those decisions happen to involve that dude then so be it. If she wants to... fuck, someone else, then so be it. Right? But just the thought of someone else touching her just infuriates me so much.

My teeth gritted at my thoughts. I need some help.

Fuck, I keep trying to be so calm about it but I can't. I want her, and I want her to want me. I don't want anyone else's hands on her. I want the whole fucking world to know she's mine. I could just call off the divorce but that defeats the whole point.

"You're doing it again, snap out of it," Hanni said tugging on my sleeve. I closed my eyes and breathed slowly. I need to get out of here.

The longer I stay the less control I have over my emotions. I feel so vulnerable. I'm getting heated over some mediocre peasant who does nothing but scream.

This is not who I am. I'm always calm, I never care. If she doesn't come to me on her own then fine.

I opened my eyes and looked at Hanni again.

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