Unknown Love (Sequel to Unexpected Love)

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lisa

"Okay, I'm going in. I'll leave the door unlocked in case things get bad. If you hear anything suspicious, come in," I explained to Harry and Louis. They nodded and I walked into my apartment, my heart beating extremely fast.

"David?" I called once I walked in. I could smell some alcohol, and I groaned loudly. I got about thirty times more terrified at the sound of David's stumbling feet coming out of the kitchen.

"Lisa! You're back!" David exclaimed and came up to me. I almost smiled at how excited he was to see me, but then I remembered why I came back.

"David, are you seriously drunk at," I stopped to look at the time, then looked back in his eyes, "one in the afternoon?"

He looked away and sighed. "What's it to you? You left, it shouldn't matter what I do anymore."

"I left because I found out you cheated on me, David. I have something I need to talk to you about," I said. David looked back in my eyes and gave me a look that told me to continue talking.

"I wish you were sober, because what I need to tell you I need you to remember," I said and David rolled his eyes.

"So, what? You're not even going to tell me anymore?" David asked and I sighed.

"David, I remembered everything. I know you've been lying to me about my entire life," I said and David'd eyes widened.

"What are you talking about?"

"I remembered everything about my life before the accident, David. I know we're not really married, and I know that I officially want nothing to do with you anymore," I said, feeling like I wanted to cry but knowing I needed to stay strong so he doesn't know he has any affect on me.

"Really? And who told you that? Louis?" David asked, and I widened my eyes.

"Louis? What do you mean Louis?"

"I mean Louis, Louis Tomlinson. Your boyfriend from before the accident? The man you've been texting and spending time with behind my back?" David said, his voice growing louder with each word.

"Why do you keep thinking you have a reason to be angry with me? Are you seriously that full of yourself, so fucking obsessed with your own ego and feelings that you can't even see that you have legitimately hurt and manipulated me?" I yelled back.

"You think you get to talk to me that way?" David yelled, and for the first time, I didn't just give in and stutter nervously. I straightened my posture and crossed my arms over my chest.

"I can talk to you as I damn well please," I said and kept my stare cold and hard. David looked at me with a confused expression. He wasn't used to me standing up for myself.

"Lisa, you really want to try me right now?"

"I don't want to try anything. I want you to know I am officially done with you. I am staying with Louis, because I love him. I am going to come back when I know you're sober to get my things, because I can't deal with this constant fear of you when you're drunk when I'm trying to leave," I said, finally on top of my world.

"You love Louis? Love? Yeah, right. You love me, and you know it," David responded cockily. I began fuming.

"If you think you are who I love most, you really need to rethink everything in your life right now. I could never, ever love someone like you. You're an asshole. You take anything that could possibly be important to me and you tear it to shreds. You only care about yourself, you're a lying, horrible man, David, and I hope you feel absolutely miserable for all that you've done to me," I let out, pretty much yelling the last few words.