❝I wanna tell you how
how I feel but I'm scared
of being hurt again, scared
of you not feeling the same
and scared of falling harder.❞
In which a husband and wife finds themselves torn apart, only to be brought back together again.
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❝How could you? We'd been married for 10 years and now, this? I thought we were having fun. I guess not.❞
Scarlett's POV
I froze and both the woman and Benedict looked at me. Although, the women was smiling.
"Ben..." I say and take a small step back, shaking my head. "No..." I breathe out and my sickness feeling came back. Much worse.
Grabbing my head, I ran back into the toilet and threw up yet again. My eyes were filling up with tears and I felt Benedict's warm hand on my back, but I pushed him away. "Get off me!" I yelled.
"Scar, please, listen to-"
"No!" I screamed and my voice cracked. "I don't wanna listen!" I coughed and wiped my nose.
"Hey, I just found my date..." Tom walked into the toilets and I saw his face. He immediately frowned. "What happened?" I sniffled and turned on the tap, washing my hands.
"You can ask him."
"Tom!" I hear a woman call and she walks into the toilets too. It was that girl who was with Benedict.
"You can also ask your date." I said firmly and pushed past Benedict and Tom's date.
Tears rolled down my cheek, and there was no way that I'd drive home with my husband. "Taxi!" I put out my hand and the black cab stopped beside me.
"Scar, please wait!" Benedict shouted and I ignored him, getting into the taxi. Those were the last words I heard from him mouth before I got home.
I paid the driver and slammed the door, making sure my eyes were dry. I didn't want the girls to know that I'd been crying.
I could hear them laughing and giggling.
Pulling out my keys, I opened the door and threw the keys on the table by the bed.
"Hey girl!" Lucy moves over to me and she pauses. "What happened?" I sigh and make my way to the stairs.
"Nothing... I just need to lie down... I'll be down once I get changed." I walk slowly up the stairs.
"Where's Benedict?"
"Not here." I growled and went into my room, slamming the door. "Fuck..." I said under my breath and tears formed again.
"I need to see her, Scar!" Behind the door, downstairs, I heard Benedict and I knew I had to face him. Why not now?
Making my way down the stairs, I see Benedict breathing heavily. His hands clutched his car keys tightly. "Scar..." He breathed out.
I cleared my throat and faced Lucy.
"Um, Luce, can you take the kids upstairs and put them to bed?" She nodded and called Ella and Christina.
"El, Chrissy, come on girlies! Time for bed!" The girls grabbed onto Lucy's hand and Lucy took them upstairs.
"Scarlett, I-"
"I need water..." I say faintly and slowly make my way into the kitchen.
Turning the tap on, I grab hold of small cup and fill it up with water.
"Please, can we talk about this..." Benedict says quietly and I gulp the whole glass down and place it in the sink.
"There's nothing to talk about..." Combing through my hair with my fingers, I make my way to the table.
"Please, just let me explain-"
"Fine, you want to talk. Talk." My voice raises.
"Look, we aren't doing anything, she just-"
"Of course she did! You know, I thought that 10 year of marriage mattered to you."
"Scar, plea-"
"No! I wanna talk, so you listen!" My voice grew louder. "You take me on a romantic night, and then I see you with Tom's date?! You know how shit that looks!" Benedict walks forward and places his hands together.
"Please, stop."
"I can't take this. It's took much. I... I don't even know what to think." He shook his head and his eyes filled tears too.
"Don't. Don't... don't say it..." He pleads.
"I want you out." I say.
"No, no, please!" He grabs my hands and shakes them. "We can work this out." I shake my head.
"No... I can't... I need time. So, I want you gone." Walking away, I open the door and Benedict places his hands around his hips.
"Scar..."
"Get out!" I scream, but he doesn't move. Charging towards him, I push him out of the door, both of us talking over each other. "Go!"
"No, Scar please!"
"Leave, no! Go!" I push him out of the door and slam it shut before he could get back in.
My back slides down the door and I sit on the floor, sobbing as Benedict bangs on the door pleading to come back in.
"Scar, please! Please! Let me in, hear me out! Please! Scar! Come on! I love you, please open the door!" As he shouted from the other side, I look up at the table.
Beside my keys, where Benedict's car and house keys. And further up, I see the girls with Lucy.
I bury my head into my knees and cry quietly, wanting this all to just be over.
