RDJ Imagines

Changes

I sat in his luxurious bedroom staring out the window with the bedsheet covering my body.

He laid next to me, lightly snoring after a sex filled night.

I looked over at Chris, and sighed, staring back out the window.

When did I get so dumb? When did I think it was ok to be a 'on-call'? Why do I think all this is ok? When did I get so broken?

This benefits no one in the end.

I used to love Chris. I used to, but now I'm fed up. All these games he play, but not just him, it's the games I play too.

I noticed he treats me like I'm one of the 'other girls' all of a sudden. I stay a night, and come every other night after that for his pleasure.

Maybe I can't let go because I always want someone to hold, or maybe I feel lonely at times. Lately, I've been running out of maybes, but I know all of this is not healthy for me.

But here's my side of this 'game'.

All this is happening so quickly, and I'm allowing it. In truth, I love Robert, and that's who I always loved.

I didn't tell Robert that Chris and I were still so called together, even though Chris just uses me for sex now.

I've led Robert on, and we've been friends for the longest. I can tell he's losing patience. But I hope he has a little patience still left in him.

I want to end the games once and for all...

I got up gently from the bed, trying not to wake Chris. I went to take a shower, and after I did, I grabbed my things, and left his house.

Time skip...

I drove down the street, and headed home. I pulled up in my driveway, and got out with a sigh. I headed inside and placed my keys down.

I went to my couch, and started scrolling through my social media. I did that until I saw a contact go across my screen.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hey." It was Robert. "Are you ok?" He asked, I think he picked up on my sadness.

"Yeah..." I said, unsure.

"I can tell you're lying."

"Robert--" I began, placing my hand on my head.

"I'm coming over." He said, and before I can say anything else, he hung up.

I looked up at the ceiling, and put my phone down.

About 15 minutes later, I heard a knock at my door. I already knew who it was.

I got up, and went to the door. I opened it and there stood Robert. He wore a simple t-shirt with sweatpants, and Nikes. He still looked good.

I stared at him for a couple seconds, then I engulfed him in a hug.

"I'm sorry." I whispered, as a tear threatened to fall.

"Sorry? For what?" He pulled away, and looked me in the eyes.

"Let's talk about this inside." I said, and he nodded. I let him in, and closed the door. We went to go and sit on the couch.

"What happened?" He asked, sitting near me.

"I--" I looked down at my hands. "I've just been thinking about alot lately..."

Robert just looked at me.

"I haven't been completely truthful, and I just feel bad about it..." I began. "The whole thing about Chris and I... We were still seeing each other." I said.

"What!?" Robert said, shocked and hurt.

"Wait, let me finish." I looked at him. "I used to love him, but now he only uses me. I don't want to be with him Robert--"

"You lied--" Robert looked away.

"Please just listen." I said.

"No!" Robert stood up, and I did also, gently grabbing his hand.

"Robert, I wanted to tell you that I came to a realization. I was stuck, but now I know I don't want him, and I'll never want him. I want you Robert. I want you!" I said, my eyes were watering.

"I just want you. That's all I want! To help me, to save me!" A tear fell, and Robert looked at me. "I had options, but I finally made my decision." My voice was barely a whisper.

"But if you still want to leave... I wouldn't blame you after all I've done." I lowered my head, and let him go. "I'm sorry." I said, walking away.

"I won't, and I can't." I heard Robert say. I knew he was walking closer to me. "You say you want me, but you didn't know that I was yours all along." He said behind me.

I turned around slowly, and met with his eyes. He placed his hand on my cheek, and quickly crashed his lips on my own. My arms immediately wrapped around his neck.

I sank into the kiss, and savored every moment. He slowly pulled away, and rested his forehead on my own.

"We all go through some changes." He whispered. "But you're not the one to blame."

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A imagine based off the song. I kept starting and restarting this imagine, then finally ended up with this. So, I hope you guys liked it! 😊

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-Duckling out ^.^