Broken Heart (Chase Brody X Reader)

~ Chapter Thirty-Five : Breaking ~

          I looked outside the bar window, pain striking my heart each time he lifted the glass. Why is he drinking? Who hurt you Chase? I quickly made my way into the semi-busy building, sitting my self next to Chase and shoving his hand down, stopping him from drinking. He gave me a confused, drunk stare, "Love...what are you doing here?" I smiled softly and caressed his cheek, "Stop drinking, come with me. Let's go somewhere." He quickly pulled away from my touch, "We can't...J-James will kill m-me...I can't be around anymore, you're not mine." I quickly pulled him up from his seat and pulled him outside, not caring to listen to his complaints or worries. Soon he started walking-more like staggering- next to me, occasionally tripping on his own feet. I took him to the park and sat each other down on a bench, my hands folded in my lap. "(Y/N), you can't be with me-" I cut him off with a sweet kiss, one that he quickly pulled away from, shoving my shoulders, "What are you doing?!" "Chase, I'm not with James, I love you-" "Stop! Just stop!" He shouted drunkenly, "I DON'T want to be with you! Why can't you understand that?! I don't love you." My heart stopped, my world seemed to come crashing down with that one phrase. He doesn't love me. My eyes went dull as I shoved myself further away from him. I wrapped my arms around my waist and tightly squeezed myself, "W-What are you s-saying-" "I don't love you." He growled deeply, "Why can't you get that through your thick skull. I don't want to be with you." I turned away from him, roughly biting my lip to hold back tears. My breath trembled as did my body, this was not how this was supposed to go down. Suddenly, anger filled my body as I slapped Chase, my brows furrowed. "I loved you! I left James cause I still loved you! I wanted to be with you, and you do this to me?!" I ripped my promise ring from my finger and looked at it, holding it up to his face, "I kept this because I thought...I thought I belonged to you. Because I knew you cared about me." I gripped it tightly in my palm before throwing it at him, "Well now you can tell someone else your empty lies." Pain stuck through his eyes as he bent to grab the ring, his thumb running over the surface. He suddenly didn't seem drunk. He seemed very aware. "This isn't right..." Chase quietly mumbled. He quickly grabbed my hand, "Love, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you-" I ripped my hand from his and held it to my chest, "Don't ever fucking touch me again." I calmly wiped my tears and nose, though on the inside, I wanted to die. I wanted to drink till I threw everything up. I wanted to drown myself, suffocate till my lungs collapsed. I didn't have anything to live for. I closed my eyes tightly and turned away from him. I couldn't look at him, not anymore. "Please...don't leave me...." He sobbed quietly, "I don't want to loose you..." I gave him a small side glance as the cold tears slowly rushed down my face, "You've already lost me."
I collapsed to the apartment floor, my back pressed against the front door, tears dripping down my face. How could he do this to me...? I'm broken...he broke me... I giggled sadly, this is such a classic movie scene. I just never thought I'd be experiencing it. I gently rested my head against the door and wiped the tears from my face, his words repeating in my head. "I don't love you." I dug my nails into my arms, crying in sadness...in misery...in regret. A quiet knock announced itself to my ears. "(Y/N)...please let me talk..." Chase called. I closed my eyes tightly and shuttered to myself, "Go away." "No," He demanded, "I need to talk with you, now. Please..hear me out." I bit my lip to silence myself. I wanted to shout at him. "James told me to push you away...he told me to distant you...he loved you, (Y/N)..." I squeezed my eyes shut, the tears squeezing through my eyes. "James wanted to be with you, so when I told him that I loved you still, he told me to shove you away, and to forget everything we ever had...I just wanted to make everyone happy...I didn't know it would cost my happiness too..." He stuttered, his breath trembling, "I'm a v̷i̷r̸u̵s̸, (Y/N). I hurt everything I touch, I hurt everyone I meet...I c-can't...I can't be here anymore...I don't d-deserve y-you..." I quickly flung open the apartment door, wrapping my arms around his neck as I embrace him, crying into his shoulder. "Don't ever say that about yourself, Chase!" I demanded sorrowfully, "You're not a virus. You're the most caring and sensitive guy I know...you're the best thing I've ever had...I don't want to loose you." Chase gently pulled away and pulled me into a sweet kiss, caressing my cheek, and resting a hand on my waist. I smiled gently and ran my fingers through his hair. Slowly, his kisses led down my jaw, and to my neck, then to my collarbone. I didn't stop him. He smirked and shyly looked up at me, "I'm sorry...I've been needing this..." He gently bit at my skin as I moaned gently into his ear, gently digging into his skin with my nails. Soon, we were both on the couch, body pressed against each other as we both we making out, grinding against each other. I wanted this, I needed this.