Uncertainty ♥ | Shakira & Adam Levine | [ON HOLD]

» The Lie ♥

Shakira's POV

I was walking down the street, letting my tears down with sobs. Why is this happening to me? I've lost my best friend! That's what is making me this bad. Finally I reached my SUV and started it. During the drive I was feeling horrible. First the feeling of guilt, plus, the feeling of lost. Everything. Everything mixed up and now I'm stuck in this kind of mess. Oh my God, why? 

Stuck in my thoughts, finally, I'm at home. I'm alone, that means I have more time to be alone with myself and just to think, to try to figure out what am I going to do. 

I'm really bored with this kind of mess. I think I'm going mad. But ... I still have a wedding, and I'm not going to live in the mad house for my entire life. I decide to turn the TV on, to see, what's on it. A movie. Really? I love movies, plus, it's a new one and has just started. Yay! I can watch this. 

*An hour later*

*End of the movie*

Some kind of unknown feeling occurs me. I don’t know. The film was about a family that ruined just because of a simple little lie. I think I must tell Gerard what happened. Really, I’m scared of his reaction. I don’t even know what he is going to do with me.

*Knock, knock*

It’s him, its him…I’m already ready, I know I must tell him. My heart starts beating even faster. I open the door. He smiles as does always, enters the house, kisses me, and then walks to the bedroom. Oh my Gosh, I think to myself, He doesn’t have good mood, what am I supposed to do?

I go, sit down next to kitchen table, waiting for him to come to have dinner. 2 or 3 minutes later he comes and sits down next to me. Time to start. I don’t know how to say this:

“Gerard, I’ve got to speak to you”

“Sure, speak”

“Just promise you won’t get mad at me, please.”

“I can’t promise anything. Tell me, then we’ll see.”

“Okay Gerard…Today…Today I went t-to Adam’s h-house and he…he s-said,-He looks at me with jealousy and anger and I’m scared to look into his eyes, I’m scared to tell him, to continue. But there’s nothing I can do, I already said something, I have to finish-said he-he kinda…k-kinda loved me, and,-I close my eyes. I can’t just look at him, I know he’s going to kill me. I just close my eyes, for not seeing him,-and w-we…we k-kissed.

As soon as I finish, I feel a hard slap on my cheek, and then a tear roles down. I knew this was going to happen. I open my mouth to speak, but I my sobs choke me, I can’t speak.Fianlly, after a minute or two I find my words

“I-I…Gerard. You’re the one I love, please, believe me. I-I swear, Gerard!”

“Shut up, little bitch! Better go, take your bag and your ass out of this home!!! And hurry up!”

“Oh my, Gerard, please I beg you, please. Don’t do that to me, please! You know how much I love you, please!”

“Go to your room!”

“What are you going to do?”

“Go to your room, I told you!”

I did as I was told. I noticed he wasn’t following me. This could mean 2 things. Either he wants to stay alone and think, or he’s going to take something heavy and come and beat me. However I closed the door for my safety, I was way too afraid. I didn’t know what to do. I just sat down on the ground, holding my head, and started to cry.

Gerard’s POV

When I came home I was so upset. She told me she had to tell me something and I was nervous and wanted to know what it was as soon as possible. I was scared that she might say she wanted to break up with me. Really, I didn’t care about her, but the thing I needed was money, and after marriage I was planning to do what was the main goal of marrying her. With my secret lover, Natalie. Right now, if that bitch somehow decided to break up, everything would turn upside down. Even angrier I went to kitchen to have dinner. She started talking about that fucking Adam Levine. She told that Adam loved her and they kissed. Oh okay Gerard, that’s why she’s so scared and upset.  It’s okay. Now you have to make her seem like you’re jealous. Ha-ha, that’s even funny. Let’s see am I a good actor? I think I am.

I slap her on the face. Aww how bad. She cries. Aww. I can’t help but smile. Am I this cruel? Oh really? Okay, so the artistic part is done. I better send her to her room, and think about good words to tell her later. She’s so scared of what I might say. Oh, poor little sweetheart. I won’t kill you. I still need you. Now, I’m alone in this kitchen trying to hold my laugher for not failing my plans.

 *3 hours later*

Eh, it’s already time to go to her, and pretend that everything is okay, and I feel sorry. So once again I repeat my text in my mind and then go to our room. I open the door and see her lying on the bed sleeping. I close up. Her eyes are red and puffy. Poor girl. She cried a lot. I’m so cruel, ha-ha. Now, I have to pretend like I’m carrying about her a lot.

I ran my fingers through her messy silk hair. She moans softly. Then starts quietly open her eyes.

“I’m sorry” –I whisper pretending like I mean that, but I don’t even care about that.

“Me too”-She says with so weak voice. “I really love you, believe me, I swear”-She continues.

I just nod my head and lean down and kiss her. And then a smile escapes her lips softly, and then she shuts her eyes and falls back into a sleep.

Good job, Gerard!

Duh-duh-duh. Hahaha. Here I am. The new chapter of my story. Hope ya'll enjoy it!!! Please vote, comment, doen't break my hurt ツ

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