Me and GD Book 2 (G-Dragon Fanfic 18+) (COMPLETED)

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~Brielle's P.O.V~

I couldn't believe what I was seeing, I actually had to do a double-take and make sure that what I was seeing was actually true. It felt like a repeat of the last incident, messages from another girl. But to make it even worse, there was video proof of him having sex with this girl in his conversation and camera roll. I covered my mouth and felt my heart shatter, it felt like my whole world had come crashing down on my shoulders. I really thought that he had changed, thought he would never do this to me again after we had Jaejoon. I cried softly into my hand, throwing his phone across the room, making a loud thump, that I'm hoping did not wake my brother, mother or the babies, but it did wake up Jiyong, his head popping out of the bedroom, looking around until he spotted me on the couch. I looked up angrily, tears spilling down my face as I flicked the light on so he could see me clearly. "Baby..? What's-" I cut him off before he could speak. "You really did this shit to me again? After all of the things, we've been through? Getting married, having children together?" I cried out, trying not to be too loud, as I wanted this to be private and not involve anyone else. "Woah.. wait-" I cut him off again, picking up his phone and shoving it in his face.

"Don't even try to defend yourself Jiyong, this makes me fucking sick. You slept with another girl yesterday and fucking recorded yourself fucking her. How could you fucking do that to your family..?" I cried, dropping his phone at his feet as he stared at me in shock, his face pale with disbelief that he had been caught. "Please Brielle.." He reached his hand out to me, which I smacked away harshly. "Don't touch me with your filthy fucking hands. I really thought you would have fucking changed Jiyong, thought you would stop acting like a fucking child and actually step up and be a good father and wife... But I was wrong... so so fucking wrong.." I cried, taking the ring off of my finger, throwing it at him. He caught it and took a few steps back, his eyes cloudy with guilt as he stared down at the ring that tied our marriage together. "Brielle.. please.." He tried to follow me as I walked towards the back door, trying to excuse myself from him. "Don't even." I snapped, glaring at him angrily as he tried to reach out for me again. "I don't want anything to do with you anymore. I told you that you had one more chance and you fucking blew it, you fucking screwed a whore, knowing you had a wife and three children waiting for you at home, wondering where their father and husband was." I stated, grabbing our wedding portrait and smashing it on the floor, not caring at this point if it woke anyone else up in the house. Jiyong took a step back away from the broken glass as I walked outside, trying to put some distance between us.

He managed to get around the glass, following me outside, then shutting the door behind him. "Brielle... please... let me explain.." He huffed out, trying to touch my shoulder, which I rudely smacked away from me. "I don't want to hear your shitty excuses or see your alligator tears because it will not affect me anymore, not like it did when you did this the first time," I stated, my heart aching as I began to cry harder, turning my back to him once again as I hugged myself tightly to try and comfort my aching heart. "I want you to get out. Take your shit and leave. We're finished, I want a divorce and I'm moving back to the US with my mom and the kids." I stated in between dry heaves, my body shaking from being so worked up from crying and being angry. "But... no... please can we work this out... How will I see the kids...?" He stated the sound of tears thick in his throat. "I'm not going to try and fix this. For what? Just so you can do it again? And if you wanna see the kids, you have money, you can fly and see them whenever you want." I scoffed back at him as I made my way back inside to clean up the glass on the floor, making sure to tear our wedding photo up then throwing it away with the glass. 

"Brielle.. come on..." He begged, following me back into the house, his phone in his hand as he desperately texted the girl to break off whatever fling they had. "Get the fuck out. Go and stay at your apartment in Busan until I get my shit together and get myself and our children back to the US." I stated, keeping my back turned to him, not giving a shit if I hurt his feelings or not. "Fine, if that's what you want." He stated coldly, walking away from me to go and pack his stuff in the bedroom. I took a seat on the couch and held my aching head in my hands, not daring to look in his direction as he grabbed his keys from the table and made his way to the door. "I love you, Brielle." He stated, standing in the doorway of the open door after he had opened it. "I thought I loved you too until you fucking ruined it. I'll be getting divorce papers, you can sign them once I get them and then I'll be going back home with my mom." I snarled out, still not looking at him as I tried my best not to cry again. "I'm sorry..." He mumbled out, still trying his hardest to make me change my mind. "Out. You aren't sorry, once a cheater, always a cheater. I hope you're happy with yourself Jiyong." I growled out, glaring at him finally as I watched him shake his head and walk out the door, shutting it behind him. I took this time to finally break down, shoving my face into the pillow to muffle my loud sobs. I just lost my second half, again...

A/N: I KNOW I PROMISED THAT THERE WASN'T GOING TO BE ANY MORE DRAMA, BUT THE STORY WAS JUST GETTING BORING WITHOUT IT AND NEEDED TO FIND SOME WAY TO MAKE IT INTERESTING AGAIN BEFORE I LOST INTEREST IN WRITING THE BOOK. I THOUGHT LONG AND HARD FOR THIS AND I HAVE DECIDED THAT THEY ARE GOING TO BE SPLIT UP FOREVER AFTER THIS. IM SORRY IF ANYONE REALLY WANTED THEM TO STAY TOGETHER UNTIL THE END OF THE BOOK, BUT... SOMETHING HAD TO THROW IT OFF BALANCE. ENJOY!