❥𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 || 𝑀𝐽 𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 /𝒞ℴ𝓂𝓅𝓁ℯ𝓉ℯ𝒹 /❥•

♥Hurt(Dangerous Era)-Part Two♥

"They're divorce papers, (Y/N),"

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You stumbled back slowly as Luisa quickly thanked Frank and closed the door. She rushed to hold you back from falling and gently led to you to the sofa.

As you sat down, you began to cry again. The pain inside of you was like nothing you'd felt before. You were shattered. Destroyed. Undeniably ruined.

Without saying anything, Luisa hugged you tightly as you sobbed even harder. Your hands were shaking and the divorce papers that Frank had handed you were already tear stained. 

"I can't believe it!" you managed to say loudly through your tears. "He wants a divorce!"

"Sh, (Y/N)..." Luisa rubbed you back as she urged you to calm down. 

You slowly regained your composure and sat up straight. You wiped away the tears on your face as you sniffed lightly. Your eyes had swelled further from the crying.

"Doesn't.." you sniffed again. "he love me anymore?"

"Oh.. (Y/N)," Luisa sighed. "I can't answer that for you," she shook her head. "I'm sorry,"

You shook your head and smiled as if to say 'it's alright'. You then took a deep breath and let your sad eyes meet the fine print on the divorce papers. As another wave of sadness washed over you, you blinked rapidly to stop yourself from crying anymore. 

"He really wants this..." you said quietly as you read over the documents. 

"Well..." Luisa raised an eyebrow hopefully and you looked up with a quizzical expression. "maybe he doesn't," 

"What do you mean?" you whispered.

"Well...listen (Y/N), I don't want to get your hopes up okay?" she narrowed her eyes at you and you nodded. "But maybe he's sending you those divorce papers because he thinks you don't want him anymore. Maybe he's doing it to set you free because he loves you..." 

Your eyes lit up slightly at the thought and you stood up. 

"Maybe I should call him.." you muttered as you walked over toward Luisa's telephone. "Can I use it?"

"Yeah sure!" she smiled. "I'll give you some privacy. If you need anything, I'm upstairs," 

"Okay, thanks," you smiled back then turned to dial the telephone number you'd known all too well.

"Hello?" the familiar voice resounded through the receiver.

You closed your eyes and sighed softly at the voice you'd been wanting to hear throughout the previous night. 

"Hi," you said softly and you heard shuffling on the other end.

"(Y/N)?" he quizzed.

"Yeah..Michael..it's me," you responded.

"Oh..." he trailed off. "I assume Frank had come to see you,"

"Yeah," you said whilst nodding. "I just saw him about ten minutes ago," you cleared your throat. "Is this what you really want?"

"What do you mean?" 

"The divorce papers. Do you really want a divorce?" you closed your eyes, waiting hopefully for a good answer. Your heartbeat increased slightly at the thought of him saying 'no'.

"Yes, I do," he said without emotion. "I want to divorce you,"

You felt your whole world crumbling upon you as you heard those words. You didn't bother to respond as you slammed the telephone receiver down.