Always?

341 11 9
                                        

After Benedict had gone back to his hotel he had tried to ring you fifteen times.
You roll your eyes as you decline his call and place your phone in your back pocket, before resuming back to cooking your breakfast.

"Was that Ben?" Gaby asks sadly, walking into the kitchen.
You sigh and nod

"Aren't you going to answer?" She asks.

"Why should I?" You reply, sighing.
Gaby leans against the worktop so that she was facing you.

"Well, he's obviously feeling bad about it or he wouldn't be ringing you-"

"I don't care Gaby. He's got another woman pregnant and didn't have the bloody decency to tell me. I don't want to hear a word that comes out of that mans mouth" you reply bluntly.
Gaby nods slightly.

"Maybe he wants to explain-"

"Don't you get it? I don't care Gaby" you reply, feeling your phone vibrate in your pocket again. You sigh and pull it out

"Is that him again?" She asks sadly.
You nod and place your phone on the worktop

"He can fuck off" you mutter.
Gaby picks up the phone

"Would it help if I said that I've already spoken to him?" She asks awkwardly, messing with her fingers. You look at her

"What did he say?" You ask bluntly

"Not much really. He was just worried about how you would react really" Gaby replies
You shrug and get a bowel out to put your eggs into.

"What's he planning on telling his mum and dad anyway? Does he think anything through" you mutter to yourself.

"I don't think he knows to be honest" Gaby replies, huffing.

"I mean,I don't even know if he told his mum that he was-" you run your hand through your hair.

"I don't even care. It's his life, he can do what he wants" you huff.
You grab your phone

"Y/N, you need to let him explain-"

"How are you so fine with this Gaby?! Benedict's got another woman pregnant!" You shout, slamming your phone onto the worktop. Gaby sighs

"We've been through everything with him and then your just like oh okay when you find out that-" you cut yourself off and rub your eyes.

"No-no, I'm done. I'm so done" you mutter to yourself, swallowing the lump in your throat, grabbing your phone and storming up to your room.

You collapse onto your bed and rest your head in your hands and sigh.

"What are you doing Ben" you whisper to yourself.

You suddenly feel your phone vibrate next to you. You pull it out and see that it was a text from Benedict.

Hi Y/N- please let me explain. I know that your avoiding me but I need to speak to you. - Ben X

You rub your head before you hurl your phone to the wall and bring your knees up to your chin and explode into tears.
-
"What the actual fuck" Oliver mutters, his mouth wide open.
You sigh and shrug as you adjust the camera on your laptop so that you could see him better.

Your Story (A Benedict Cumberbatch Imagine Fan Fiction)Where stories live. Discover now