Reagan POV
"I say we pretend like we're Louis in this situation."
"What does that even mean?"
"We should cut his dick off."
"Trinity!"
Sam, Trinity, and I were all sitting in my living room. They were apparently planning the murder of Chandler while I just sat back and hoped they didn't go through with it.
"Stop bringing that up", I scolded Trinity.
"What?", she asked, "The fact that your husband castrated someone for you. Oh yeah, he's a monster."
Even though I did roll my eyes at her, I smiled also. No matter how many times over the past 4 years that I told Louis he was wrong for doing that, I still couldn't help but feel flattered. He did it for me. What else could I ask for?
"Either way, you're not going to castrate Chandler."
"And why shouldn't she?", Sam spoke up, "He deserves that and more!"
"Screw Reagan. You and I should just do it anyway."
"Why stop at castrating? We should just kill him!"
"You get more time if the murder is pre-mediated", Trinity said, actually looking like she was considering this.
"And you know that how?"
"I've looked into it a couple of times when Harry pissed me off. Doesn't matter. The point is, we can't think about it. We have just to do it."
"Heat of the moment!"
"Stop!"
Both of them were standing up and on their way to the front door. Shaking my head at the both of them, I pulled them back down to where they were sitting. Trinity pulled away but sat down anyway. Sam tried to hide it, but I did see a few of his tears fall down. It had been like this for 2 days. This was probably the 12th time that he had cried. Yesterday, I caught him dry heaving in the twins' playroom. This morning, Louis found him asleep in the bathtub. Needless to say, he was taking it really badly. And, to be honest, I didn't know how to comfort him.
"Reagan, I'll take advice from Trinity sure. She's actually been through this. But, I'm not taking advice from someone like you."
"Excuse me? Someone like me?"
"Little Miss Perfect. I don't want to hear anything you say."
"Sam....you can't keep doing this."
He wiped his tears and glared at me. Trinity glanced at me too, but I just shrugged my shoulders. I'm not sure what just got him pissed off.
"Do what, Reagan?", he asked, surprisingly calm, "Be heartbroken? Act like my husband didn't cheat on me? Act like my heart isn't broken into a million pieces?! ACT LIKE I'M NOT 10 SECONDS FROM JUMPING IN FRONT OF ONCOMING TRAFFIC?!"
"Sam-."
"Don't Sam me, Reagan. I am trying my best to keep it together, I am. But, you don't know what this is like."
"Excuse me?!"
His fists balled as I got up to stand where he was. How this got turned around on me, I'm not sure.
"You don't know what this is like! Your husband worships the ground you walk on! Louis would and has done anything for you! He even castrated someone for you! You don't know what it's like!"
"I don't know what what's like?!"
"To not be good enough! You don't know what it's like to be in love with someone and they think they can do better! You're always wanted! Zayn used to want you! Louis fell in love with you! Even Josh still cares about you!"
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Betrayal
Fanfictie#2 Louis and Reagan have been through a lot, more than any couple should. After many breakups, many revealed secrets, and many gunshots, their life is peaceful. That is until one of them makes a mistake that could possibly end them for good. Someo...
