Confusion ( Camila/You)

Worried

Camila POV
I stirred in my sleep as I heard the front door open.

I shot up straight from the couch as I remembered that Y/N hasn't come home yet. While I walked towards the front door, I couldn't shake off the feeling of nervousness in me since I didn't know how y/n is feeling right now.

As I got close enough I heard a faint "fuck" after a thump. Which probably means that he fell over something.

When I got to the front door, I was met with a very......drunk y/n who was having problems untying his shoes.

"You need help with that?" I asked after a moment of silence with me watching him stumble over.

"I......don't..need any help from you" he slurred out while he leaned against the door for support.

I ignored him as I placed my arms around his waist and led him into the living room. When we got there I placed him onto the couch while I went to our room to get him fresh clothes and a wet cloth to wipe his face and body.

As I helped him take his clothes off, which he was only left in his boxers. I took the wet cloth and wiped his upper body before I helped him put a black muscle shirt on and some sweat pants.

"Get up so we can go sleep in our room" I told him as I held my hand out for him to reach.

Y/n ignored me as he wobbled towards the staircases and headed towards our room. While I stood in the living room for a bit as I felt my heart ache at the fact that my own husband was ignoring me, because of my own dumb choices.

Y/N POV
I walked into our room feeling a bit tired and well drunk, as I entered our I immediately crashed into the bed.

But as i laid there,I couldn't help but still feel the ache that was in my heart as the image of my wife kissing someone else who wasn't me.  When I laid there I couldn't help but ask myself what happens now?

As more thoughts came through my head I felt darkness come over me making immediately fall back asleep.

Camila POV
As I walked into our room I was met with a sleeping Y/n who was sprawled onto the bed.

"Babe......move over a bit" I told him as I shook him a little.

"Okay" he mumbled as he moved to the left side of the bed where he usually sleeps.

"Y/n......" I trailed off as i laid beside him.

"Y/N........"I continued since he wouldn't answer

"Yeah" he said sleepily as he turned to his side and looked at me.

"Are-are we okay...?"I asked scared of what the answer might be. Making me cuddle more into his side not wanting him to let me go.

There was a couple of minutes of silence before he answered with a "we will be"

"I love you" I told him while he turned to lay on his back making me lay my head on his chest.

"I love you more" he told me back as I grabbed a fist of his shirt not wanting him to leave my side.

"Will you be here when I wake up?" I asked while he looked down at me as I looked up at him getting lost in his eyes.

"Yeah......." He answered shortly while he kissed my forehead.

After a moment of silence I heard his breathing calm down and even out which meant he has fallen asleep.  But I couldn't shake off the feeling that he might not be beside me when I wake up.

No matter how much he tries to hide his emotions, I know for a fact he is hurt because of my actions.

But I will try to make things right tomorrow as long as he will be there to listen to me. Then we can make this work.

-----in the morning------
(Still Camila's POV)

As I stirred in my sleep I moved my arms around the bed only to be left with nothing but coldness. As soon as I felt no one beside me, I immediately shot up and raced down the stairs.

When I got down the stairs the first thing I checked was the basement.

"Y/N....are you down here?!" I yelled though out the basement but didn't get any answers in return.

I walked back upstairs and checked the kitchen, living room, and the backyard but was not met with any response. As I walked towards the living room couch I picked up the home phone to call Y/N, but was sent over to voicemail.

After trying for at least 20 to 30 more minutes, I called my mom asking if she could pick up my kids which she agreed to.

Not even after 30 minutes the doorbell rang indicating someone was at the door. I rushed to the door thinking it was Y/N, but as soon as I opened the door I was met with by my mom who looked startled at my eagerness to open the door.

"You okay mija?" She questioned me as I let her in the house.

"I will be" I answered her as we made it into Mikayla's room packing her bag so she could stay at my moms for at least a week along with Ethan.

"I'll see you guys in a week okay" I told my kids as I have both of them hugs and kisses.

"Okay mama" they Botha answered

"See you mom" I told my mom as she walked out the door

"See you mija......say hi to y/n for me she said as she walked out. I rushed into our room feeling pissed at the fact that y/n told me he'd be there when I wake up, but instead I was met with nothing.

As I entered our room I started throwing and rummaging through all the things I could have my hands on. When I finished going through my rampage, our room was a mess while I collapsed onto the bed crying. Not sure what to tell my kids when they ask where their father is or why he isn't home.

I continued to cry but soon I felt my body pass out from exhaustion.