Drunk Pt.1 - J.A

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Y/n

Me and Jack are currently at a party and Jack had too much to drink.
"Baby I think it's time for us to go home, you're drunk" I said taking his bottle of beer out of his hand. He snatched it back. "Don't "baby" me"
I pull him to the side. "What's wrong?"
I asked concerned. "Stop the act I know you've been cheating on me" I scoff "I didn't cheat on you"
"Yes you did I saw you flirting earlier"
"I wasn't flirting, and you're embarrassing us" I said quietly. I tried taking him outside for some air but he shrugs me off "don't point this back to me you're the one who's acting like a slut". anger rises into me and instantly I slapped him across his face.
Tears flow down face.
"If I'm such a slut then I'll leave"
Grabs my arm "baby I di-
"Get off of me, we're through" I yelled. He let's go of my arm and I go home.

I walk into the house throw everything. I throw his computer against the wall and it makes a loud crashing sound. I take scissors and go to our bedroom.

I cut his shirts, our sheets, anything that remind me of him. I walk angrily into the bathroom, I look into my reflection. My eyes were red and puffy, bags under my eyes, my hair was a mess, and my makeup was horrible. I take off the fake eyelashes, extensions, and my contact lenses. I close my eyes trying to get my head on straight. I look into the mirror and see Jack. His eyes were blood-shot red. I look down and see the promise ring he gave me on our 5 year anniversary. The more I think about pretending to be a perfect couple, arguing all the time, and still being with him, the more I got angrier and sadder. My body was weak I held on the sink for support.

"Y/n" he whispered in my ear.
I shake my head. "No, no , no" I away from him and go into our bedroom to pack my clothes.
"Y/n don't leave" he said behind me.
"I CANT JACK" I shouted.
"I'm done faking, I'm done faking this relationship, I don't even know if you love" As if something snaps into Jack, he slowly walks towards me and backs me up against the wall. My heart was beating outta my chest. He grabbed my neck, with his cold rings touching my neck, he places kisses on my neck.

"Let me show you how much I loved you"

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