You were always a warrior. You never gave up on anything without trying at least, whether it was cooking, work, friendships, family relationships or romantic relationships. You always felt like saving something even when others thought it was long gone. But maybe you couldn't save everything. This time you felt too tired to fight, like there was no use for doing it. It was all long gone, the feelings and the love, nothing was the same as before. Instead of Erik coming home after a long training he stayed out most of the time; instead of cuddling and talking to you about his day he opened up to his friends on how hard it was to open himself to you. Before all of that you were a really happy couple, adoration was hidden in your eyes when you would look at each other but this time all that was hidden in them was guilt and the feeling something was wrong. But the both of you were too scared to say it outloud. Two young people caught up in this cruel world's claws, trying to break free without leaving the other one behind.You were wondering how you two even got in this situation. What happened to the happy, lovable couple from two or three months ago? Where were those people now? Why did they disappear? You began turning back time in your head and wondering if there was anything you could change but all you could remember were constant fights and Erik blaming you for things he was usually insecure about.
Walking around the house in your night gown seemed like a pretty good idea that night. Erik was sound asleep on the bed you were sharing for a while now even though it sometimes felt wrong, like something was missing. He would often move to sleep on the couch which hurt you but you never admitted, your pride was too strong. You walked outside on the terrace and looked at the beautiful clear sky illuminated by the pale moonlight.
How did we get into this position?
Fights, breaking stuff, screaming, pain, tears...You were caught up in your thoughts that you didn't even notice Erik getting out of bed and sitting on the edge of the king sized bed you shared.
-(Y/N), come to bed. - his husky voice growled and startled you a bit.
-No. I can't sleep.
-What is it now? - he was pretty much annoyed.
-Like you care anyway.
He got up. - Piss off, (Y/N). I am the only one caring here.
Here we go again.
You laughed sarcastically. - Sure you do. You're the perfect one, aren't you now? Fuck off Erik, I'm not playing this game anymore! - you were red from anger.
-I'm not perfect and neither are you! But I'm trying to make this work while you're breaking this!
-It's always my fault! It's all about you and your fighting to save us. You ain't doing shit, honey.
He was speechless. After a few minutes of pacing up and down the room he asked something that made you shiver. - Do you want us to... Call it off?
Now you were the one speechless.
-Erik...
-Do you? I think it's for the best, personally. I can't take this anymore.
-We're messed up.
-We are. - he admitted.
-I don't know. Do you want to end this?
He sighed. - Are there any other options?
-Not really.
-Okay then. We have to go our separate ways.
-I'll pack my things in the mor-
-No. No way. I'm leaving. I'm going to Japan in a few days anyway. You can stay here and I'll take care of myself.
You just nodded. You didn't want to start another fight.
A few moments of silence passed, then you finally spoke.
-Do you love me?
-Huh? - he broke out of his thoughts.
-I said "do you love me"?
-(Y/N)... Of course I love you. - he approached you slowly, carefully, like approaching a small cat that could run away with fear if you approach it quickly and impatiently. - But... I can't stand breaking you anymore. Whenever I see you crying after our fights, and trust me, you're bad at hiding it, I break down inside. My insides sink. My heart aches. I can't keep hurting you anymore.
You finally felt warmth after all of those days without any signs of improvement. He was opening up.
-We could've talked it out. Like this.
-You never wanted to-
-Don't you dare blame me for this!
-Okay, okay... It's our fault. I was a jerk sometimes.
-I was a bitch sometimes, too.
-But I care. I really do. I want us to have a healthy relationship but this right here... It's going nowhere. - You heart sunk again. You finally started gaining hope and his trust and then he said those awful words. - I'm so sorry. But it's over.
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Heyaaaa people!
I hope you enjoyed this little imagine. I was planning on cutting it into part one and two, so don't worry, it doesn't end here. CLIFFHANGEEEEER!!
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Erik Durm Imagines
Hayran KurguErik Durm (born 12 May 1992) is a German professional footballer who plays as a left back for Borussia Dortmund and the Germany national team. He made his senior debut for Germany in 2014, and later that year was part of their squad which won the Wo...