Falling Back to You | Benedict Cumberbatch ✓

chapter five

❝Can we not do this now?❞

t w o w e e k s l a t e r . . .

Scarlett's POV

"You're going to do it aren't you?" Lucy stated and I picked up the pen. I sigh and remain silent as the house did too. "You're not?" I put the pen to the page. "You are!" I frown at Lucy and she giggled. "Sorry! It's the... wait!"

"Look okay, made sure that me and Ben got the papers." Pressing the pen further down on the page, I signed it.

"There." I stuffed the divorced papers into an envelope and sealed it. Handing it to Lucy, I nodded my head. "Make sure you post this and girls don't see it." Lucy took it. We walked over to the door and she picked up the car keys.

"Girls!" She shouted and I smiled, looking at the table and seeing Benedict's keys. I just stared at them.

They had sat there for two damn weeks and I never had a second look. It just reminded me... "Scarlett, hey... Scarlett?" I darted my head at Lucy and took a deep breath.

The girls were already standing next to Lucy, confused.

"Bye Mommy." Ella said to me and both of them walked up to my, wrapping their arms around my legs. I leaned down and pecked them on their cheeks.

"Bye girls..." I say faintly and the girls, with Lucy leave the house and I wave them off.

After closing the doors, I let out a deep exhale and Res my head on the door.

In my pocket, I feel my phone vibrate and I take it out. It was a text and it read:

I'll be over in 20
Ben

I felt sick again and rushed to the bathroom, retching. Then, I threw myself into the bed and looked at the pile of boxes. It was most of Ben's stuff. I spent most of the couple of weeks packing for him, so when he came to pick up his stuff, he wouldn't stay very long.

I had a feeling that wouldn't happen.

Ben came over six time in the last week. Four times in the first, trying to reason with me. Twice this week in an attempt to see the girls and change my mind. I knew this would happen.

I kept on packing as time passed and i run my over the pregnancy test box. No, I hadn't done it. I was dreading it.

Knowing that Benedict impregnated me days before our anniversary madness. It would be his and if he found out, he'd want to be involved more and right now, I didn't want that.

Tapping my fingers on the table, I grabbed the test and slammed the door. Ten minutes later, I got a result and I started crying.

"Shit... no, fuck no! No, no!" I threw the test into the bin and sighed, the door bell ringing.

It must have been him.

I grabbed a bobble and tied my hair up, wiping my face. I then rushed down the stairs and opening the door, Ben just lifting up his face.

"Hey..." He said, with a small smile and I couldn't take my eyes off him.

"Hey... H-how did you get here?" I asked him and he coughed.

"Tom, he dropped me off." Stepping out of his way, he walks in and combs his hair with his fingers. "Did you... sign the papers?"

"Yeah... sent them off with Luce." I state and walk past him, running up the stairs. He follows me into our room. Well, my room now.

He laid eyes on the boxes and took a sharp inhale.

"Wow, okay..." I walk over to them, picking one up. "... so I guess this is it?"

"Yes." I say to him firmly and hand him a box. "It is."

"And, the girls? How will I see them?" He asks me and I shrug.

"I don't know." I say weakly and he placed the boxes in the floor.

"What do you mean, you don't know? They're our girls, I've got-"

"I said I fucking don't know!" I scream and feel faint. Moving myself to the bed, I bury my head into my hands.

"Scar..."

"Please don't call me Scar anymore. You don't have the right." Fiddling with the bed sheets, I bow my head.

"Why can't we work this out?" He says, sitting down beside me.

"No, no... Listen..." I hold his hands and look into his eyes. "I don't want you here. And I don't want to have the same conversation we've had for the past six times you've come here. We know how they all ended." I slapped Benedict and he gasped. "And that was the one thing I forgot to do that night." Getting up, I picked up the box. He walks into the bathroom and tears form in my eyes.

Wait, he was going into the bathroom... Where I took the test, oh no.

I dropped the box onto the floor and rushed into the bathroom. The door opened and Benedict was washing his hands. "Please go." I said angrily and he turned off the tap, walking out.

And within fifteen minutes, all the boxes were in his car and I smacked the car keys into his hands.

"Well, an end of an era..." He said and I pulled the bobble out of my hair.

"Any last words?" I ask him.

"Well, whatever I say, it won't work, so... just give me love to the girls." He stepped towards his car, but came back to me to peck me on my forehead. "I hope you live a happy life. And get a man who loves you. But he'll never love you more than I did..." Benedict made his way to his car and in my hand, I held his keys to this house.

Now, it was official. He had no way of getting into the house and we were now divorced.