A/N : Oh my gosh I'm so tired 😂!! I hope you guys are doing good! This is for draxlersbae !! I hope you like it :)!! ❤️✨
My worn out body lies tiredly on the bed. The lamp beside me is the only source of light in the dark room. I listen to my breaths as they escape me. They are heavy with various emotions.
Sadness.
"Excuse me?" I stare at the dark headed German with water filled eyes. He lowers his head in shame and bites the tip of his thumb nail. He stands in the shadow of the kitchen. "Julian?"
"Lea," He pauses and lets out a shaky breath. He rubs his hands on his jeans. "I cheated on you."
The tears begin to spill.
Anger.
I grip onto the granite countertop. The tears dry up and make my skin sticky. My head rises to look at my fiancé in front of me. He steps forward into the light. I suck in my lips and stand up straight.
"What's her name?"
"What?" His lip quivers.
"The bitch!" I suddenly yell, making him flinch. "What's the bitch's name huh!?"
"I-I-I don't know." He closes his eyes and rubs his temple.
I squeak out a sarcastic laugh. "You don't know? You don't know!? What was it huh? Was she prettier? Was she better? What was it? WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING WRONG JULIAN!?"
"Babe, I don't-" He reaches out for me but I yank my arm away.
"Don't call me babe!" I shake my head. "I'm not your babe."
"Lea-"
"Julian! We're done! We're absolutely over! Get your shit out of my house!"
His eyes become glossy. He raises a hand to cover his mouth. He slowly moves over to me whilst some tears fall onto his sweatshirt. He starts to talk and his voice is shaky.
"D-Don't d-do this." He whispers. "Please, Lea. We're supposed to get married in a few months! I'm sorry!"
I furrow my eyebrows at him. "What part of get your shit out of my house did you not get? GET THE FUCK OUT!"
Julian stumbles away. He presses his hand against the staircase railing and slowly it moves out of my view. I turn around to the window that faces the small forest in the backyard. I slam my hands onto the counter and let out a piercing scream.
Regret.
I sit on my brothers couch with tears spilling out of my eyes. The rain pounds onto his roof. The thunder roars from outside. I clench onto the warm blanket and try to focus on my breathing.
"Oh, Lea." My brothers soothing voice whispers as he comes back from the kitchen with a mug in his hand. He places it on the table and plops down beside me. He pulls me into his chest and rubs my back. "It'll be okay."
