37. Tré Cool

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Tré's P.O.V: 

I was in the garage, when my wife (Y/n) came in to see me. 

"What the hell! You bastard!" She shouted as I looked up from my drum kit. 

"What?" I asked, confused. 

"I know what you did! You cheated on me with that Bitch!"

She pulled out a bra that belonged to a woman that I had met a bar a while ago and we had been seeing each other in secret and we slept together whilst (Y/n) was visiting her sister out of town. I was going to break it off before she ever fond out but it was clearly too late. 

"I'm sorry (Y/n)! I was going to break it off!" 

(Y/n)'s P.O.V:

"Save it Tré!" I shouted as I through the bra at him. I was so overcome in anger that I wanted him to leave. 

"Get out!" I shouted through tears . "GET OUT!" 

"Not until we talk about this." He said, standing up

"NO!" I screamed as I grabbed the hammer and took it to his drum kit. 

"(Y/N)! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" He shouted as I suddenly dropped the hammer at his feet. 

"That's what you get! You lying, cheating Scumbag!" I sobbed. "Get your stuff and leave!

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