Y/N's POV:
I can't do this anymore, Rafinha always comes home drunk and just wants sex. It's like we aren't even together, we're just fuck buddies. He's not the same person from two years ago and I miss the person he used to be.
I heard the door shut and heavy footsteps enter the house. I quickly braced myself for him to come and attack me with his lips, but he ended up going upstairs to our bedroom.
I thought I was good and he wouldn't lure me into anything, but that's until I heard him come downstairs. He came near me and started kissing down my neck, but I pushed him away. The smell of his cologne, that used to comfort me, inhaled my nostrils.
"Stop, Rafa," I said stepping away.
"Just let me, baby," he said coming closer to me.
"All you want is sex, I'm done with this stupid relationship. What happened to the person who used to cuddle with me and not push me into having sex with you? I miss that person," I cried.
"No te llores, mi amor," he said and came closer to me. I was trapped between the kitchen counter and him. He reached out his hand and brushed my cheek with tears. His brown eyes pierced into mine and his eyebrows knitted together. He sighed, "I'm not the same person, you're right. I feel depressed to be honest, nena. Ever since my father died, I haven't been thinking straight. That has shown on the field and between you and I. I know I shouldn't use him as an excuse but it's true. I'm sorry, baby."
"Rafi, you know what you and I need?" I asked.
"To love each other and forgive?" he rose his eyebrows.
"No, we need a break. A long one." I said and pushed him away. I could feel how tensed he was and frightened when those words escaped my mouth.
I ran upstairs and went into our room. I slammed the door shut and locked it and then fell on the bed. I sighed loudly and let the tears flow out of my eyes. I know Rafinha is that type to leave someone alone when they need it, so I was sure that he would leave the house.
As I finally heard the front door open and shut, I was sure that he had left. I was just about to get up and clean myself up but a phone started ringing. I know my phone was dead so that wasn't mine of course. It was Rafinha's, he left it in here when he came in. My curiosity took the best of me, and I instantly saw myself staring at his white phone. Thiago was calling, why?
I let it ring, and then a few minutes later there was a text message. It was also from Thiago:
"She said yes, hermano!! I'm gonna get married to the love of my life!!"
I'm not sure why, but I started smiling. I always loved how Julia and Thiago were deeply in love with each other. I wish Rafa and I were like that. I wish it was us getting married.
I decided to leave a note by his phone:
Dear Rafa,
I need a break from you but if you wanted me to stay, you wouldn't have done this. Give me six months and if you haven't moved on, I'll think about us. In six months is Julia's and Thiago's wedding, we'll see each other there. After all, Julia is my sister.
-Y/N xxI quickly packed my stuff and decided to move on.
*****
(6 Months Later)"Are you excited?" I asked Julia as I helped her zip her wedding dress.
"Yes, but I'm also extremely nervous," she smiled.
"Don't be, it'll be fine, trust me," I assured her.
"I hope so. You do know Rafinha is going to be here, right?"
"Yeah, but he won't stop me from seeing my sister getting married."
*****
"Y/N!" someone yelled. I turned around and saw Thiago making his way down towards me.
"Thiago, hey!" I smiled. "Congratulations."
"Thank you, I missed you."
"Hah, I missed you too," I smiled and gave him a side hug.
"Rafael is here."
"I know."
He was about to say something but then someone engulfed him into a big hug. I noticed this person too much, it was Rafinha. My cheeks became red as he noticed me. His face altered from a smile to a shocked face. Thiago left and left us alone.
"Y/N." He said gasping.
I was about to say something when a girl appeared next to him. She wrapped her arm around him and kissed his cheek. I knew he wouldn't keep the promise, I knew.
I looked back up at him and he looked down with a sorrow face. I weakly smiled at him and walked away.
That day I left early, not really caring anymore. I told Julia I was feeling sick and had a headache. I was just about to fall asleep until I heard my phone vibrate. I looked at it and my eyes immediately widened.
From: Rafinha
I love you and miss you like crazy, I'm so sorry for hurting you. I want you.----
🌸I don't really like the transition from present to 6 months into the future. I know it kind of sucked. 😓 David Villa one shot next, maybe up by tomorrow or any free time of mine. 🌙🌸
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