*triggering warning*
You wondered how he could do this to you, your long time boyfriend had just accused you of cheating on him with an ex of yours. You ran upstairs to the room the two of you shared and locked yourself in the bathroom. You would never cheat on Ricky, and the fact that he would accuse you of it broke your heart.
You sat on the floor with your knees pulled to your chest and cried into your hands. When you got up and looked in the mirror you noticed your eyeliner and mascara had run down your cheeks. You slammed the medicine cabinet and a bag fell off the shelf.
In the bag were old razors from when you cut. It’s been years since you gave up the nasty habit, but old temptations are hard to walk away from at times. The razor just shined in the light and looked so inviting.
You walked back down the stair and you saw Ricky waiting on the couch. He was wearing a black button up and new black skinny jeans. There were candles around the living room and he was holding a bunch or roses.
"What is all this?" You asked so confused. Not even an hour ago he was accusing you of cheating on him.
“I’m sorry (y/n) for everything I said before, I didn’t mean any of it and I know it was mean,” Ricky said taking a hold of your hands. “But I love you and needed to keep you upstairs.” He added. You pulled your hands back slightly grimacing when he held your wrists. You hoped he wouldn’t notice but he did. He pulled your sleeves up to reveal the fresh cuts.
“Babe no.” He responded not exactly knowing what to say.
“First your accusing me of cheating now you just want to be all cuddly and have me forget everything from an hour ago? I can’t Ricky.”
“Babe please. I need to ask you something,” he said pulling something out of his pocket and getting on one knee. You couldn’t believe what was happening. “Marry me (y/n)?”
“I.. I can’t” you said with tears in your eyes.
You ran back upstairs and grabbed a bag. You filled it with clothes and ran back down stairs.
“(Y/n) please don’t leave we can work through this.”
“Ricky no we can’t. You don’t understand, you broke my heart.”
“I’m sorry.” He whispered as you opened the door. You could see he was crying now but you continued to pack and leave.
“I’m sorry too.” You whispered back as you closed the door and walked away.
*a month later*
"TJ put me down!" You screamed as your new boyfriend picked you up and threw you over his shoulder.
“No babe, your coming out with us tonight!”
“You know I can’t tonight. I promise I will next time, just put me down.” Tj put you back on the ground and held your hand.
“I wish you would come out with us.”
“I know babe. Have fun though. And Craig, make sure he gets home safe.”
“Will do (y/n)” Tj kissed you one last time before getting in the car with Craig.
'Dimeowsaur_rex: had a blast with @tjbell last night ;)'
You read the tweet 6 times before finally throwing your phone at the wall. Tj had cheated on you last night, and you don’t think it’s the first time.
There was a knock on your door and you had a feeling you knew who it was. You opened the door to reveal Tj.
“What the fuck are you doing here?!”
“What’s wrong?”
“Don’t act like you don’t know! Have you checked your twitter today?” He took out his phone and checked the social media site. His face went from showing confusion to guilt.
“Babe let me explain.”
“The picture explains everything. Please leave, we’re done.”
“(Y
) ple-“
“Leave! Now!” You shouted slamming the door in his face. Everything was going so right, you don’t know where everything went wrong.
*weeks later*
You walked down the street, not knowing where you were going but you just didn’t want to be home any longer. Fans gave you shit for breaking up with Tj, some said you deserved to be cheated on. No one took your side.
You got to the park 20 minutes from your apartment and sat on the swings. After about 5 minutes someone came and sat on the swing next to you.
“I heard what happened” they said. The voice was familiar. You looked up and right into Ricky’s eyes. “(Y/n) I’ve missed you”
You looked at him and noticed he looked like he hadn’t slept in weeks. You had missed him too and couldn’t stop thinking of him after everything with Tj.
“I’m sorry about everything” you told him.
“You shouldn’t be sorry. I’m sorry for everything I said. I couldn’t stop thinking of you”
“honestly, I couldn’t stop thinking of you either”
“This may be soon, but would you like to get something to eat?” He asked all nervous, you thought it was kind of cute.
“Like a date?”
“Y-yea”
“I’d like that.”
*two months later*
"Babe come down here!" Ricky screamed from the living room. You had gotten back together and moved back in with him.
“What’s going on?” You asked walking down the stairs. When you walked into the room Ricky was on one knee with a ring in his hand.
“Marry me? I can’t lose you again.”
“Of course I will. I can’t lose you again either.” Ricky jumped up and picked you up and spun you. He slipped the ring on your finger and kissed you passionately.
“I love you so much (y/n).”
“I love you too Ricky you don’t even know.”
