Sheldon Cooper Imagines (The Big Bang Theory)

Fighting (x Reader)

Warnings: Angst

Summary: Y/N and Sheldon break up 

Word count: 554

Estimated read time: 3 minutes, but this has two parts and if you add the second, it'll be 8 minutes. 

"Why can't you just shut up for once?" I shouted, throwing my hands up. Sheldon and I were arguing again. It had become a frequent occurrence lately, just constantly going at each other.

"I could say the same to you! All I want is for you to listen to me sometimes!" He shouted back, slamming his hands on the kitchen counter. "You never listen to me!"

"I try to, Sheldon, I really do!" I responded, forcing back tears. "But all that happens when I listen to you is you complaining about every little thing I do!"

"That is not true!"

"Y/N, why did you leave dishes in the sink! Y/N, that's my spot!" I mimicked, making faces as I repeated what Sheldon had said many times before. "Y/N, why do you drive so slow! Y/N, you never make the bed in the mornings! Y/N, how come you never order the chinese food! God, Sheldon, I can't remember the last time you weren't complaining about something!"

He shook his head, fuming and taking deep breaths. His hands clenched the kitchen counter hard, making his knuckles white. "Well all you do is ignore me when I'm being nice. You always are busy with something and you never make time for me anymore. It's like I don't exist!"

"Don't make time for you? DON'T MAKE TIME FOR YOU?" I was screaming again, furious that he said that. "HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I DRIVEN YOU HERE OR THERE BECAUSE YOU DON'T DRIVE? HOW MANY TIMES, SHELDON?"

"DON'T YOU DARE BRING THAT INTO THIS!"

"WHY NOT? IT'S TRUE ISN'T IT?"

He threw the newspapers on the counter to the floor. They sprawled across the tile, headlines fluttering past the counter.

I grit my teeth, turning and grabbing my purse from the table. "Yeah, real mature. You know what? Fine, throw your tantrum. I'm leaving."

He froze suddenly, looking up to meet my eyes. "What? Where are you going?"

"A friends house. All we do is argue, Sheldon. This isn't working out." I started to walk away but his voice stopped me again.

"Wait, Y/N, are you breaking up with me?" He bit his lip, terrified of the response. Of course he knew that things weren't going well, but he didn't want to lose his girlfriend.

I opened the door. "I'll get my things on Monday. Goodbye Sheldon." The door slammed shut, deafeningly loud in the hallway. I sunk to my knees in the hall of the apartment building and began crying my eyes out. I loved Sheldon, but the relationship just was not healthy anymore.

Leonard came up the steps, groceries in his hands. He, Sheldon, and I had lived together for awhile, me staying in Sheldon's room, but I guess that's over now. He was flipping through his keys to get the apartment key when he noticed me. Instantly, he set down the groceries and sat down beside me.

"Y/N, are you okay? What's wrong?"

"I broke up with Sheldon," I cried, leaning against his shoulder and burying my face in his jacket. He pulled me in close, hugging me and rubbing my back. "We just fought so much!"

"I know, I know," he murmured. "It needed to happen. But I'm so sorry, Y/N."

I nodded and just kept crying. A weight seemed to have lifted off my shoulders, but at the same time, a new one seemed to be there.

I stayed there for a long time before picking myself up and leaving to stay with Bernadette and Howard. I'd miss Sheldon, but this was for the best.