Nash's pov
I get home. Go inside and walk in, suddenly my mind goes blank.
I start to pick up things and throw them. Making a loud sound.
The door opens and there's Sammy..
"Nash- I"
"Stop" I say.
"Nash I'm sorry.. Maybe this is for the better! Me and Nate are going good. And And.. I know you can find a guy Nash" he says.
" throw this all away! Everything we got! Everything! For Nate? For you and Nate to be together?" I say and pick up a vase.
"Nash don't smash the vase. And yes.. It'd be better like that Nash" he says as he approaches me.
He puts his head against my head.
"Okay Nash?" He says.
He wipes my tears.
"Nash.. For us both to be happy..." He says.
"You want a divorce" I say.
"Yes Nash" he says.
"You want to be with Nate?" I say.
"Yes Nash" he also says.
"Do you see yourself settling with him? Kids? Marriage?" I say.
"Yeah Nash.. I do. I saw the same exact with you Nash. It just didn't work." He says.
"I thought it was gonna be Gilinsky at first." I say and sit down.
"Wait? What? Gilinsky?" He says.
"Yeah you heard me!" I yell.
"You fucking heard me! You fucking did this to us! You fucking, you!" I yell
"Don't blame all our problems on me Nash just cause you can't take the god damn stress!" He yells.
"Stress? Stress? What the fuck do you know about stress Sammy?! All you want is to get fucked. A baby. And someone to fall at your feet."
I say.
"EXCUSE ME?" he yells and walks towards me.
"That's right." I say.
"Then why did you say yes to me?" He says and starts to cry.
"don't." I say.
"Nash-" he says.
"Don't!" I yell.
"NASH IM FUCKING PREGNANT" he yells.
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FanficThere's a affair going on.. Nash just can't help himself from stepping out on his "perfect" marriage.
