Two weeks. It had been a fortnight since the argument, since the last time I saw my husband, since I told him I was expecting his child.
We never argued. It just wasn't us. So when we have argued, it takes time for the two of us to come to our senses, primarily because we are both stubborn and insecure and deeply petrified of losing one another. What he said about Brian and I definitely hurt me, but I couldn't be a hypocrite, after all, I listened to TJ about his fidelity.
This was stupid. Sitting around moping and whining for my husband to come back through the front door wasn't helping me get anywhere in terms of recovery. So I set out to talk to TJ, and I had a good idea on where he'll be. This hopefully wouldn't have taken long so I filled up Pharoh's dinner bowl with some dog food and headed off to the car. Rain was drenching the skies as I continued driving.
My mind was going one hundred miles an hour. What if TJ didn't want to see me? So many thoughts were overpowering me, causing tears to scurry down my face. And then blank. Darkness. The car overturned and I was left fighting for my life.
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Fanfiction(I'm an awful writer so I apologise in advance.) When WWE Superstar TJ Perkins embarks on a mission to be in a relationship with fellow Superstar Brooklyn Levya, what problems will unfurl? (WARNING: May Contain Smut and inappropriate language )
