Jacob Sartorius Imagines

Cheating (sad)

Y/n's pov

I was peacefully asleep in Jacob's bed. My head gently pressed against his chest and our breathing was slow and steady. Until he gently shook me awake.

My eyes fluttered open, looking up at him. "Hey, we have to get up. I didn't realize the time. She'll be here really soon." Jacob rubbed my arm. By "She," he means Millie, his girlfriend.

We were both still naked from the night before. We got out of bed in unison and began to redress ourselves. I went into the bathroom, rinsing my face off.

I checked myself in the mirror, making sure there were no signs that we hooked up. I never thought of myself to be someone that would ever participate in cheating. But Jacob is so good at convincing me. Every time, he says that he'll break up with Millie because he doesn't love her anymore. But he still hasn't done it.

I wish I hadn't ever gotten myself involved in this mess. We were better off being best friends. But now that's fucked up, too, and I don't think things will ever be the same.

As for Millie, she knows I stayed the night. She knows we're best friends, or at least we were. But she hasn't ever suspected that we sleep together. Believe me, I feel like absolute shit about it, no need to tell me.

I finally sighed and left the bathroom. I went out to the kitchen to see Jacob already making breakfast, fully dressed. He turned around a shot me a sweet smile. As if nothing ever happened. As if life were perfect and easygoing like it used to be.

"I made you some eggs, y/n." He slid a plate over to me at the table. I shot him a weak smile. "Thanks." I pulled open the drawer, grabbing a fork. I sat back down.

The eggs looked great and smelled wonderful, and it was really nice of him to make them. But I just couldn't eat them. I couldn't bring the fork to my mouth. So I just sat there in silence, staring down at my plate, fighting back the tears that threatened to stream down my face.

I felt a hand on my shoulder. I squeezed my eyes shut, knowing that it was Jacob. "Y/n, what's wrong?" He asked in a soothing tone. Don't cry. Don't cry. Don't cry.

"Y/n, baby girl, what's the matter?" He continued to rub my shoulder. Fuck, here come the tears.

I immediately broke down in tears, holding my face in my palms. Jacob hugged me tightly, but for once, I didn't feel safe in his arms. "Y/n, talk to me." He begged, his fingers playing with my hair. "What's wrong?"

I finally looked up. My face was flushed and my eyes were glassy. "Everything, Jacob. Everything is wrong. Can't you see that?" I snapped. He tilted his head down like a dog receiving discipline for not obeying its owner.

"What's happening to us? You were my best friend. And you don't understand how shitty I feel right now." I continued to rant. "And if you don't love Millie enough to stay faithful to her, at least have the balls to break up with her."

Jacob was now crying. There were only a few times I had seen him cry. But right now a tear fell down his cheek. He finally looked back up at me. "Y/n, I'm so sorry." He finally croaked.

"You're sorry? You're fucking sorry?" I asked in disbelief. "I can't do this anymore, Jacob." And with that, I got up and stomped towards the door. I yanked it open with rage and went outside.

And there was Millie, getting out of her car in Jacob's driveway. She gave me a sweet smile. She didn't deserve this. Such a sweet girl to lose. Jacob's loss, I guess.

"Hey, y/n." She said happily, her British accent present. "Hey, Mills." I smiled back. I quickly walked to the street, beginning to walk away from the house. I turned back only a moment. I saw Jacob giving Millie a kiss on the cheek with a weak smile. She stepped inside.

Jacob glanced up at me. We stared at each other a second from that far away. His face was expressionless, as was mine. But my face didn't match my feelings. I was angry. I was hurt. I wanted nothing more to do with Jacob.

But from the distance, I could make out a single tear fall down his cheek. He turned away and closed the door. I sighed and turned back around. I walked all the way back to my house. That was when I checked my phone, as I got inside and closed the door.

From 'Jacob🙈💕' : I'm sorry

I rolled my eyes, not bothering to respond. I just left him on seen. Until a second later, my phone went off again.

From 'Jacob🙈💕' : I love you, y/n. I always will. I just want you to be happy. Your happiness means the world to me.

I opened the message, feeling tears starting to form again. I threw my phone on the floor, yelling at the top of my lungs. I curled up in a ball on my couch, crying into my knees. Why did things have to end up like this?

Oof that's sad. Btw in no way am I shading Millie and Jacob's relationship, it just fits with the story. Vote and comment for more :)