3 years later
Lilly's POV
It's been 3 years since I've given birth to Jasmine. She's my happiness, and my lil ray of sunshine, and I love her so much. But ever since, Dom has been acting, I don't know, distant. Today, Dom comes home from work at around 3:00am, drunk.
"Where the hell have you been? I've been worried sick. Have you seen all of those damn text messages that I sent you, all of those missed calls and voice mails? But yet you still had the nerve to not pick up!" I scream.
"For your information, I just got fired." He says with pain in his voice.
"Well, it certainly wouldn't hurt if you'd maybe, I don't know, give me a call! You've been so distant lately, you stopped telling me what's wrong, and you've stopped spending quality time with Jasmine. What's up?"
"Listen Lilly, now is not the time for one of your lectures. Cut me some slack."
"I've been cutting you some slack, and it's not helping. Either you tell me what's wrong or you're leaving my house."
"You wouldn't do that."
"Oh, don't underestimate what I can do."
"You're lying."
"Oh yeah?! Then pack your bags and get the hell out of my house. I am done, Dominic Kyle. I've been cutting you some slack, and I am sick of it."
"Make me."
"Oh, I will make you."
I storm upstairs and grab 2 duffel bags from my closet and I run downstairs and hand him the bags.
"Pack your bags NOW! Or I will call the police." I threaten.
"You wouldn't dare." He replies.
"Try me."
And then he gives up. He sighs and goes upstairs to pack his bags. I felt a sharp stab in my heart. Stop. He deserves this, I tell myself. Jasmine wakes up and starts crying and I immediately run upstairs to console her.
"Mommy?"
"Yes, baby?"
"Where's daddy going"
"Daddy is going to go to another house because he has some things he needs to do there."
"Oh. When will he come back? I miss him."
"I don't know, honey. But just try to sleep for now, love." I say. I kiss her on the head and the second she lays her head on the pillow, Jasmine knocks the eff out. I leave the room as quietly as I can, closing the door being me. I walk downstairs and find Dom holding all of his bags, packed.
"Well, this is it." He says.
"I guess it is. It's whatever. You're dead to me." I say as I close the door on him. I lock the door as well, as a safety precaution. And then I grab the pillow he made for me and I sob into it. Something just snapped inside me. I'm gonna miss him a lot.
Dom's POV
The minute Lilly slams the door on me, I feel instant guilt. I regret everything. I called Ryan and asked him if I could stay at his house for a bit until I find an apartment. He agrees, of course. I go to his house and drop my stuff off in a spare room. Then I call Yousef to see if he could maybe let me live at his apartment for a while. He too agrees, since he has a 2 bedroom apartment. I throw the bags on the floor and lay down on the bed. I look through my camera roll, which is filled with pictures of Jasmine and Lilly. The thought of them makes my heart ache. God, I miss them so much. I fall asleep with thoughts of little Jasmine's adorable laugh...
a/n: guys! What's good! I'm here and back better than ever, with a new book! I told you there would be a new book coming out soon! I'm super excited for the next chapters to come and I hope y'all are too. Have an amazing day/night/evening, lovelies. Don't forget to comment and vote and be on the lookout for the next chapters! xx,Jess
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Till Death We Part ✔
Fanfiction- A sequel to This Could Be Us. It's been a few years since Lilly has given birth to the love of her life, her daughter Jasmine. Dom has been acting a little distant lately. One day, Lilly snaps. Things escalate much quickly than expected.
