Satisfactions → Becstin

Chapter 53

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Hi babies, I'm sorry it's been a while since I've updated but I had writers block and like zero ideas for this chapter.

Side note: Chuck Bass is beautiful and I love him😍

In advance, I apologize if this is shitty, which it is btw lmao

I love you💖

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Becky's POV

"He doesn't want to see you, Becky. Just let him be for a while." Robert says as he blocks the door way and I sigh before I roll my hands into a fist

"Just let me talk to him." I mutter, standing in the door way and Robert shakes his head. "Please, Robert. It's what I need to do." I sigh.

He moves out of the way in defeat and I set my bag on the couch, taking in a breath and I walk up the stairs, knocking the door and I hear a groan.

"Robert, I told you to-" He cuts himself off and a frown forms on his face. "What are you doing hear?" He asks with a rough tone and I debate entering the room.

"I came to talk to you." I mumble.

"About what? How delightful it was to sleep with one of my best friends? He's not here, by the way, I kicked him out." He smirks and I frown at him.

"Why would you do that?" I ask and he sit at the edge of his bed and I stand a few feet away.

"Because it was the right thing to do, Becky. Since the moment he first made a move on you, I've been afraid of this very moment, that you wouldn't be mine ever again." He says with such pain in his voice that it stings as I listen to him.

"I wanted him gone a long time ago, I couldn't bare the thought of his own hands on you while you were here, alone." He continues, locking eyes with me and he makes it impossible to look away.

"I'm sorry." I mutter. "I'm really sorry, I didn't mean for things to turn out this way."

His eyes soften but soon disappear as his lips show a hard line across them and I frown. I knew this was the end of it, I fucked up.

"Sorry doesn't fix what I'm feeling, Rebbeca. You're leaving me hollow." He mutters, breaking the eye contact and he sighs into the air.

"I'll make it up to you." I say.

He laughs, a humorless laugh. "I want to see my daughter, without you. I want her to be here, just me and her. You'll drop her off and leave." He says sternly and I burrow my eyebrows.

"You're meaning to say that we'll share custody of Adelaide?" I ask and he nods.

"Her room is still set up, I want her every weekend and you'll get her back Sunday nights." He says, with a straight face and I nod slowly.

"So that's how you want it to be?" I ask.

"No. It's what it has to be, I'm tore Becky. I don't know how to keep you happy anymore." He sighs and I inch closer to him.

I loved him, I craved him, I wanted him and I was erectably in love with Austin Mahone.

"You make me happy, Austin. You do, more than you know but you're drinking, you're going out, you're not paying attention to us, your family and it hurts." I lock eyes with him and he burrows his eyebrows as he stands.