𝐒𝐓 & 𝐈𝐓 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒!! (𝘾𝙊𝙈𝙋𝙇𝙀𝙏𝙀𝘿!!)

CHAPTER 39 (n.h)

CHEATER PT.1
You know when it's been a long day and you just wanna sit on your bed, eat and watch Netflix until you get tired of being awake. That is exactly how I'm feeling right now. I just want to go to my house and lay down. I also want to see my baby boy. Nicholas.
I got out the car and made my way to the front door, struggling to find my keys I let out a loud groan. I finally found them and unlocked the door, but it was already unlocked. I shrugged and made my way inside.
You- BABY! I'm home!
Silence. My cocked my eyebrow up in confusion. I put down my things and made my way to our room, thinking that he would probably be in there playing Fortnite. I made my way to the door and I heard faint sounds coming from inside. I furrowed my eyebrows, I heard shuffling inside the room and faint little.. moans? I opened the door to see Nicholas and some girl having sex on our bed. Frustration, anger, sadness ran all through my body at once. The first thought that came to mind was: why? Not even noticing, Nicholas was standing in front of me trying to hug me. Tears were streaming down my face at 100 miles per hour, thoughts racing in my head at lighting speed, and heart beating at a inhumanly rate. He kept trying to talk and explain what was going on, but I just pushed him away. He followed me downstairs as I was making it to my things. I turned around and he was right there.
You- what the hell, Nick... I thought you loved me.
I said trying to keep cool, calm and collected as possible.
Nick- baby, I-I'm so-
You- sorry doesn't fix SHIT Nick! Sorry does shit! What were you going to say? It's not what it looks like? It looks like you were screwing a hoe ass bitch in my bed! That's what it looks like to me or maybe I need glasses! Cause shit Nick, what else was it suppose to look like! Enlighten me- no don't just get the fuck out!
Nick- bu-
You- GET THE FUCK OUT!
Tears were still streaming down my face, while Nick went to leave. The last thing I heard was..
I'm sorry..
After I locked my door i fell down to the ground, crying my eyes out. You know people used to tell me that he wasn't the right one for me or he isn't gonna treat you right. I should've listen to them. I should've known from the late nights 'with the boys' or the 'had to work late'.
Tears and Thoughts.. they are never a good mixture. The tears are from the thoughts and thoughts form more tears..
The last thought on my mind before I fell into a deep sleep was: why?

I'm not crying, you are! Anyways guys hope you liked. Uh I'm not THAT good with sad stuff, but I tried my hardest. HEY! If you want give some feedback on how I did and also maybe some pointers to make it EVEN MORE sad.. thanks ! Love you all so much, byeeee💛💛💛