Bruno?" she asked him.
"Yeah...?" he paused still holding onto her.
"What are you going to tell Damaris?" she asked him rolling over to the other side of the bed off of his chest.
"Nothing." he told her.
"That's a lie." she tried not to laugh. "I knew every time you slept with her. There was no way that you could hide it."
"What did I do?" he asked a bit confused.
"You didn't do anything..." she answered.
"Then how the hell did you know?" he asked turning to look at her a bit confused.
"You smelled like her. She has this horrible like Jiuicy Couture crap perfume. And it stuck." she explained. "I don't wear anything."
"You're right..." he said touching her hair. "That's why I like you."
"No. No. No.No." she replied moving out of bed.
"No what?" he asked trying to play dumb.
"Just because of this..." she said motioning around the bed. "It does not mean that we're going to go back to the way we were. I moved out. My stuff is not in the house anymore. I have the papers. I am going to file them when I get back." she told him putting on her clothes.
"Can't we just talk about it?" Bruno asked starting to get a bit frustrated reaching for his clothes too.
"You're not leaving her, Bruno! Why would I even consider staying married to you if you're not going to leave her? I don't understand where you're head is at." she tried to explain to him. "She won, Bruno. She got you. And as much as it hurts for me to say it..." she started trying not to cry. "I have to realize that. You like her stupid long hair and her smug ass smile and her tacky as hell accent and the heals she wears that you wouldn't even let me try on at Neiman's and her trendy high tops and her skinny jeans and how she wears your fucking stupid necklace. You chose that over me. And that's all there is to it." she started to yell.
"Lauren. Calm down." he said reaching for her hand.
"Don't touch me! For each time I've gotten mad at you you've gotten made at me 10 more times. So just let me yell for a second!" She pulled away from him still trying to decide how she was going to yell at him. "You chose the exact opposite of me. And that really hurts Bruno. For a second, for a split second I thought I could win you over by trying to be my own version of Damaris. By sucking your dick and telling you how amazing your voice is. But that wasn't enough. I never asked you what you wanted from me. And maybe that was my mistake because maybe I could have fixed it if I had asked but it's so far from being fixable now, Bruno. I don't even want to think about. There isn't a single thing in this world that could bring me back to you. Not a single thing. There aren't enough flowers or time or I'm sorrys to make me want to wake up next to you every morning." she said clenching her fist while he listened to her. Shit. He always just lets me go off when I'm mad. Wes wouldn't even think of letting me yell at him like this...She looked at him dead in the eyes letting her words dig into his heart. "So the next time you sing when I was your man just remember that there wasn't a happy ending." she snapped ending her tirade opening the door for him. He stood up grabbing his phone and jacket.
"Good night, Lauren." he said quietly still letting her words sink in.
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The Hook-up
FanfictionBruno and Lauren shared one steamy night of regret. What they don't know, before they spend that night together, is that they had a past. Despite that past they find themselves together, at a time when Bruno is struggling. Lauren is there to help...