Fight (D.L)

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Y/N POV:

I was sitting on the couch watching Finding Nemo, that movie is for everyone...don't judge, when I got a text from Nate. 'I thought you should see this...' then there was a video. I clicked on it and saw Derek making out with a girl, then that same girl started grinding on him. After that they went to another room. 

I texted Nate back, 'What the hell?' He almost immediately texted back. 'I tried to stop him, but he did it anyway. He almost did something with the girl, but Nate and I went in and stopped it. We just thought that you should know, cause he prob wasn't gonna tell you. Sorry.' By now I was tearing up, 'Don't be sorry. It wasn't your fault.' After that I put my phone down and cried.

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Two days later...

Derek was getting back today and he still doesn't know that I know what he tried to do. I was thinking about it, then the doorbell rang. I went up to go answer it and Nate stood there. "Hey Dill." I said as I gave him a hug, "Hey Y/N. So how you holding up?" I shrugged, "He still doesn't know I know, so when he comes don't say anything okay?" He hesitated but nodded. Then the door opened. 

"Babe?" Ugh he's here. "Living room." He came in and gave me a hug, then tried kissing me, but I turned so he got cheek. He looked confused. Oh well.

"What's up?" "Nothing." He sighed, "Babe... something's wrong." "I said nothing's up. Why can't you just leave it?" I snapped. He put his hands up in defense. A couple minutes later, he put his arm around my waist. I moved it. Then he put it around my shoulders. I moved it. Then he put his hand on my thigh. I definitely moved it. "Okay. Something is up. Tell me." I stayed quiet and went on my phone to find the video. He looked at Nate, "Do you know?" He stood quiet. "Can somebody tell me what's going on already." 

I pressed play on the video and threw the phone at him. He looked at it with wide eyes. "You're an asswhole Derek." He stayed quiet. "Yea, don't say anything. That makes everything so much better." He sighed. Sighed? "I'm sorry, okay." Sorry? "You're sorry. That's all I get for being cheated on? An 'I'm sorry'? God what the hell is wrong with you Derek. I did nothing to you, and you...and you go and cheat on me? I'm so glad Nate sent me that video. You know. Now that I know who you really are, I don't care about anything you do." Here comes the water works, "You can go find that...that girl. You can go be with her, because you sure as hell aren't coming to me anymore. We're done. I want you and all your stuff out of my apartment." 

His face dropped and he stepped closer, "Babe. You can't just break up with me. You love me. I love you. This can't be over because of some stupid thing I did." 

"Yeah it can Derek. And it is. I'm tired of you taking me for granted all the time!! That's all you do!! You hurt me, then come crawling back, making me feel guilty and I give you another chance. This time... NO MORE CHANCES!! You can go rot in hell for all I care." he looked angry and stepped forward. "Don't fucking yell at me!! I said I was sorry!! What do you NOT UNDERSTAND, Y/N?!!" I got in his face, "Oh, no. I understand everything now Derek. You use me for whatever, and then you cheat. I was a fool for falling in love with you!! I wish I NEVER met you!! I fucking HATE YOU DEREK!!" As soon as that last thing flew from my mouth I fell. He punched me. He just fucking punched me in the face.

"What the hell is wrong with you Derek?!!"  Nateyelled. The he punched Derek in the nose and threw him out of the apartment. "Oh my god, Y/N." He came over and I cried to him.

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2 months later...

I am happily dating Nate. Derek apologized about what happened and I forgave him. But I'll never forget what he did. We are kind of friends again. We're working on it. As for my relationship with Nate, I'm pregnant. And we are both really excited. He is gonna be a great father.



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