Lauren Imagines

7. Mardy Bum

Lauren's POV

It was getting close to 11pm and y/n still hadn't come home yet. She had been coming home late from work for over a week now and had even made excuses at the weekend to go and collect something from work, and to be honest I was getting a little bit suspicious at her behavior and was starting to worry about whether she was cheating on me with someone. I know that she says she loves me and I don't want to imagine her doing that but she's been so absent lately, even when she's here and I don't know what else would cause that. She was supposed to be home early tonight, she promised we could go out and have a date night, but yet again she was late and hadn't even bothered to text me that she couldn't make it. I was starting to get really annoyed at her and as minutes passed, I became angrier and angrier. 

It was nearly midnight when she finally arrived home, trying to sneak upstairs when she noticed me waiting up for her. 

'Oh hey babe, I didn't think that you would still be awake. I'm sorry I'm late back again I missed the train to the meeting this morning so I've been trying to catch up all day and the traffic was a state coming home tonight.' It seemed like excuses after excuses with her recently, there was no way I could believe what she said anymore.  

Before I knew what I was doing I walked over to her and slapped without even thinking about my actions. As soon as I connected with her face I felt immediately guilty but I wasn't going to apologise, I could smell the alcohol on her breath, she didn't deserve an apology for the slap, she was a liar. I turned around to go and pack a bag when I heard her walking after me. 

Your POV

I had been dreading coming home ever since I knew I was going to be late, and just to add the icing to the cake I had dropped my phone earlier on and broken it, so I was unable to phone Lauren to let her know I would be late. I knew that as soon as I got home I was going to be shouted at by her, so I thought if I was going to be late I might as well be really late and stopped at a bar for a drink before I went home, hoping Lauren would be in bed before I got in. And just my luck I arrived to find her waiting up for me, with that silent disappointed face she wore whenever she was about to lecture me. I attempted an excuse, knowing she wouldn't believe me but thinking it was at least worth a try, and before I knew it I was getting slapped across the face by my very angry girlfriend.

I could deal with her shouting at me and giving me the cold shoulder, but as I realised what she had just done something inside me snapped.

'What the hell Lauren? You can't just slap me like that. I'm your girlfriend for God's sake not your fucking punching bag' I yelled at her as she was walking away.

'My girlfriend? You are no longer anything to me y/n. You have hardly been around the last few weeks and now you're lying to me. You never do anything anymore other than work I have had enough' she yelled back just as loud, 'do you not care about me anymore?'

'Here we go again with the moaning all the time. Of course I care about you still, I clearly do! Why do we have to keep having this debate all the time just because I'm late from work? We can't all be like you and earn money for doing basically nothing all day. I have an actual job you know? That means I have to go out and work to earn money for myself. What is so bad about that? What's your problem Lauren? You're acting all crazy.'

'I don't have a problem. You have a problem, and you're the crazy one. You're crazy if you don't think I can't see what's happening here. I know what you're doing and I am not going to just sit around and wait for you while you have your fun.'

'What the hell are you on about Lauren? Working isn't exactly fun but I have to do it and it sometimes means I have to put in long hours.'

'Do you think I'm blind? I know you are cheating on me y/n, I can smell the alcohol on your breath, you're so distant, you haven't even touched me the last few weeks. You don't want to cuddle with me or hold me while we sleep. It's hardly like you're trying to hide it, I thought you were different but turns out you're just a lying scumbag like the rest of them.'