Tom Holland Imagines

You Left Me! // Tom Holland {Republished}

This is inspired by a fanfic here called Rising Sun it's a Twilight fanfic (sometimes there are days where I'm obsessed with Twilight ok) so yeah it's gonna be very similar but not really.

7/2/22 update- all credits go to the author from Rising Sun, some of the early chapters are very similar just a few tweaks here and there. But she stopped updating a couple years ago—girl same lol—so when I do actually update new chapters to this story it will be completely be original I guess. I can't promise frequent updates but they will come.
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I'm leaving you

The amount of shock three words can give you. I was out of breathe, I couldn't move, I felt numb: we wed for nothing, the journey we had, everything we experienced was for nothing.

I felt as if I was getting smaller and smaller by the second. All I could do was stare at the piece of paper with my husband's hand writing on it.

My husband—who has been my boyfriend for 3 years—left me on our honeymoon alone. Stranded on an island that is half across the world. How is this possible? We've only been married for 15 days and... he's gone now.

The idea of being in a city I don't even know in Brazil was enough to make me go insane.

I felt my hot tears stream down my face as my heavy breathing began to pick up. My chest felt tight, my hands began to tremble. Why? Why did he do this to me? Did he not love me anymore? What did I do?

I dropped the note quickly and ran to my phone, dialing his mom, his dad, his brothers, even his best friend. When I heard that their numbers weren't available anymore. I threw my phone across the room and sobbed. I honestly have never felt so stupid in my entire life. I've never felt like my whole world was crashing down until now.

That night when I finally laid in bed. I didn't move an inch, only use the bathroom. Which wasn't very much but I cried and cried, until I felt like I needed to throw up. That I got up and ran to toilet.

"Jesus." I mumbled after basically throwing up acid. I weakly got up and walked out of the bathroom.

Something caught my eye, something didn't feel right. I stopped my tracks and I felt an empty pit form it's way inside my stomach.

Slowly walking back into the bathroom, I looked myself in the full body mirror and studied myself. I noticed a slight difference. Lifting up my shirt I placed my hands on top of my stomach and studied myself even more until I turned to the side to only find out I had a little bump.

"It's not possible" I whispered to myself, turning side to side to actually believe what I was seeing. I quickly made my way towards the kitchen and started to make myself something to eat. I cooked myself some chicken and when I saw and smelled the blood, my heart fluttered so I decided to pour the blood all over my food.

Blood.

I sat down and grabbed the note Tom left me and reread it again. When I first saw it, I only saw the front. It didn't cross my mind to look at the back, but this time I turned it over and saw other letters.

'I'm sorry that I decicded to do this, but I just don't feel the same anymore. I left some cash under the bed and the phone number for the housemaids to come clean the house after you leave. I'm sorry.'

"Fucking bastard."

I pushed my plate onto the ground and stormed my way into the bedroom. To check under the bed where he claimed to leave me money and there it was. It was a box. I opened it and the first thing I saw, was lots of cash that could last me a year maybe even two. My eyes began to tear up. Was he palnning to leave me all along?

I wiped my tears away and quickly began to pack everything. I grabbed my phone and cringed at the fact that my call history was only for the Hollands and Harrison. I dialed my older brother's phone number and waited for him to pick up, as I contined to pack everything that was mine.

"Hello?"

"Jason?"

"Y/n! How are y-"

"He left me."

Silence.

"What?"

"He left me Jase" I said in a lower and softer tone.

"What? Wha- what do you mean he left you? Who left you?!"

"Tom who else?"

"Tom?! Your husband, Tom?"

"Yes.."

"Where are you!"

"At our honeymoon place in Brazil."

"RIO!?"

"Jason please." I begged softly, beginning to feel like I was about to break down again.

"Ok ok I'm sorry, how are you? Are you ok? Do you need money?"

I shook my head, placing my hand on my forehead, "no.. um I'm," I swallowed and took a deep breath, "I'm fine, I just need to tell you something when I get home ok?"

I could already see Jase shake his head rapidly with a worried expression through the phone, "yes of course."

"Ok... I love you."

"Love you too, come home safe please."

Once I hanged up the phone, I made my way back towards the bathroom to take a quick shower. After I was done, I made sure I had everything all packed. I looked around the house and started to feel angry. The first thing I did was grab a pan and started to smash the large windows. I destoryed the place until it was mess and got all my bags and walked towards the motor boat. Before I left, I called the housemaids and told them that I was leaving and the house needed a clean up. Fuck you and your housemaids, Holland.

I made my way to the city and got in the first taxi that stopped infront of me. When I got to the airport, I got in the first flight back home and basically just felt angry the entire ride. How was I going to explain to my brother that I was pregnant with a vampire child?