Bruno's POV;
The longer I sit here and think about what just happened, my mind gets crazy. There's this feeling of guilt that I let all this out on Evelyn not even listening to her words. But I know what I heard was right. She was using good to me. But.... There's something that little tad bit of feeling that's saying I missed out something. Am I? Natasha talked pretty much about it. This morning, she called me but me trying to be a nice boyfriend, I ignored it. But she never stopped calling and my ph never stopped blasting with her calls. So finally I answered to tell her off and tell her to leave me alone. But she told me this story which got me complete off guard. She knew about me and Evelyn. And she told me the fact that Evelyn comes to me to get revenge because I broke up with Sally, which happened to be her best friend. I didn't quite understand why she was telling me those things. Whatever it is, I knew she wasn't lying. Would she be lying? But Evelyn didn't deny or defend about it. So this was true. She used me.
And when I saw Evelyn and Chris laughing back in the living room, I knew something was up. And I could feeling all the bile in my stomach rush up my throat and thoughts keeps playing in my head. The baby couldn't be mine. It's definitely Chris's. I don't remember shits about our relationship, I know I have no rights to accuse anything on Evelyn but when I see them happy, I can't help it. I just lost it.
But why Evelyn seems so much hurt by my words? She's just acting since I got her true self right in front of me. I don't know anymore. Now I feel numb, I don't feel sorry for her. I don't feel any guilt, mostly a part from the rapid beating in my heart, which seems like a pang of arrows just break through it, I don't feel anything. Pretty much nothing really! Right?
I let out a sigh, getting up from where I ended last night. I supposed it's already morning since I've been sitting there for who knows how long. I quickly changed into something fresh and clean in the effort to make myself fresh. But nothing. I slowly walk down the hallway in a lazy pace as my head is pounding hard taking me to certain pain which is not helping in this weary condition. The silence is all I can hear in this entire house. I don't even see G making noises. That's odd. He always is the one that wake me up in the morning because of his heavy strides and running around the house and barking senseless to nothing. My feet automatically stop in front of a slightly opened room. My heart starting to alive, like I haven't been breathing in a long time and suddenly it starts functioning like I'm some kind of machine. My hand makes its way to open the door farther, and it opens in slow motion. My eyes follow the vision in front of me as the door is revealing the entire room in one point. I see...........nothing. Nothing, the untouched bed which didn't seem to creat any wrinkles, the closets are opened showing the emptiness inside. Even the materials which mostly occupied half of the dressers which I used to call a girl's treasure, her make-up sets. All gone. I hold my breath not able to let it go, I can't believe she left. I mean I....I didn't want her to. I didn't even tell her to leave me.
Phil's POV; {I know this is the first time ^^}.
I've been calling him for hours now still he's not picking up. I sigh pacing back and forth in the studio, my hand still holding the ph anxiously typing away the messages which almost a millionth times already, after a tons of voice mails, still no responding. I'm worried sick here right now. The last time I saw him was he furiously shouting into the ph, I don't know he told me he was clearing something which I assumed about his girls since he's now settled with this one fine girl named Evelyn. I knew from the start that she's the keeper. I'm so glad and happy that finally my man found this girl.
I try calling him once again but it go straight into voice mail. Great! Now I can't wait anymore imma go to his house. With that I jump into my Black Audi and drive to his house. I pulled up in his driveway and it's locked from inside, I dig into my pocket as I remember him giving me a spare key as in I have to sometimes come and pick up his things because that lazy ass always forget to bring something. I think last tour while we're all ready at the airport waiting for him, we ended up to reschedule for next flight as he forgot to bring along his suitcase. Uhh I found it, I pulled out the single key with the moonshine jungle key chain which I grabbed one from the merchandise. I opens the door and it's all dark inside, although there's a slight light from the pool side glass door, which is enough for me to see around, the environment looks so depressing.
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I will wait.... (Bruno Mars Fan Fiction)
FanficLove is wild and random. I just wanted the revenge but I gave all my heart and let it break into pieces. No matter what, I will always wait for you.....if it takes a lifetime to do....you're the only thing worth holding on to....