~ No Good ~
Your P.O.V
"He was tired?”
Your best friend Kristen catechized, an eyebrow raised and her arms crossed in disbelief.
"Yeah" you mumble, dropping your gaze to the half filled class of coke.
"Your telling me you cooked dinner, set the table…even dressed up, and his excuse was "I’m tired"
You bit your lip and looked up at her, “Well I mean…he does have a busy schedule-“
"No…don’t even take up for him Y/N. This isn’t the first time he’s stood you up either. He’s your husband, he’s suppose to make time for you. Fuck the busy schedule, your his wife.
By now she had leaned forward, her arms on the table and her face serious, “Y/N he’s not treating you right and you know it”
You sigh, knowing she was right but still feeling the need to defend him. He loved you and that’s what mattered right? His work was all to bring money in and put food on the table, all to keep you satisfied.
Maybe some good loving is what he needed.
…
You smiled, lighting the final candle which flickered on the dresser adding to the rooms peaceful atmosphere. Rose petals were scattered all over the place and music was playing lowly. You walked over to a bag, pulling out the lingerie bought especially for the night.
Once you had slipped it on, you sprayed yourself with perfume and sat on the bed, awaiting your husbands return. 30 minutes after he was due home, your phone rung and you picked up, seeing his name on the caller ID.
"Babe? I’m gonna be home late, I have work that needs doing, love you, bye"
You grit your teeth, tears welling up as you blow out every candle. Of course tonight wouldn’t go as planned. Nothing ever did.
…
You opened your eyes slowly, having fallen asleep on the bed. The music was still playing and you still sported the lacy outfit. You glanced at the clock.
04:00
You teared up from anger and relisation and threw the digital clock to the floor. It smashed and you sat up, unable to hold in your emotions. You picked up the phone and dialed, the person picking up after a number of rings.
"Y/N?"
"Kristen, he’s d-done it again, I can’t do this a-any more"
She sighed as you sniffed down the phone, her voice groggy since you had woken her from a deep sleep. But knowing how loyal she was, you knew she would never abandon you in a time of need.
"I’m sorry babe, I’m on my way"
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(REQUESTED)
Inspired by Auburn - No Good
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