Room 761

one, perfect guy?

Maddison's POV

hey baby, will be home late, I love you, don't wait up! xx

I read through the text and sighed heavily. I sat down and watched as the last few drops of wax from the candle melted. Right beside was the dinner I prepared for date night.

well Maddie, more dessert for you then.

I chuckled at my own thoughts.

I'm so weird.

Wondering how I ended up with Dylan, sweet, kind, loving and not weird at all. I walked over to the fridge and pulled out a tub of Ben n' Jerry's. I decided to just binge watch Riverdale and stuff myself with ice cream.

I plopped myself down on the couch and grabbed a spoon. I switched on the TV n clicked on Netflix, smiling to myself. me time .

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I yawned. Blinking a few times before recalling the events of last night.

Dylan.. OH WHERE'S DYLAN ??

I immediately jumped up from the couch, the empty tub of ice cream falling onto the floor with a soft thud.

"Dyl?? Baby, are you home?"I started walking around the apartment. No sound.

He's not home yet.

I grabbed my phone from the table and clicked on the contact 'Dylan💕'.

hey dyl, are you okay? you're not home yet and I'm really worried, please text or call me asap to tell me you're okay, love you xx

I placed my phone on my lap and exhaled deeply, my heart dropping at the thought of him being in danger outside all night.

what if he got kidnapped? or what if some guy beats him up. or what if he got robbed and is injured really bad?? what if he-

My phone pinged. I picked up my phone at the sound, checking the text showed on my screen.

I sighed in relief.

oh baby I'm so so sorry for worrying you. I was at the office all night :( but I'm on the way home right now, I'll see your beautiful face in about 3 minutes, kisses.

I replied with a quick "okay" and started cleaning up the mess I made yesterday.

Minutes after, the front door clicked open. It startled me a little but my face lit up seeing my boyfriend's smiling face.

"Baby!" I jumped onto him like a child.

"Oopf" he huffed with exhaustion.

"I missed you so much, are you tired? Do you want me to make you some tea?" I pulled back, questioning him with concern written all over my face.

"I- uh- uhm." he stuttered, " I- I think I'm fine, thanks doll."

I frowned, why is he stuttering?? and why is his eye twitching like everytime he hides something or lies to me? oh god is he?

I slowly backed away, making a subtle hint of my insecurities.

"B-baby?" he's stuttering again.

"Are you hiding something?" I blurt out and Dylan widens his eyes.

"W-what do y-you mean?"

"Where were you last night Dylan?" I never call him by his name, and now is definitely not the time for nicknames.

Silence.

holy hell.

"Where were you last night, Dylan?"

Still no response. I groan internally, getting really impatient.

"What? Did I stutter? Tell me where you were or I'm going to assume the worst."

"I- "

Before he could finish, his phone violently vibrates in his pocket. He pulls it out and clears his throat, his breathing gets heavier.

"Who the fuck would be calling you at 5:16am right now huh?" I didn't even wait for his response and snatched over his phone.

'Darcy' his phone read. This fucking bastard. I took one glance at her profile picture and finally lost it. It was of a blonde girl wearing a very revealing tank top, pushing up her boobs to make them look bigger on camera.

I scoff. How low of him, a rush of anger and hatred floods through my blood.

Right before I could blow up at him, his phone pings. It was a text, from 'Regina' , telling him how her bed feels so empty without him.

"Don't even try you dickhead" I choked out before he could try to "explain".

"GET OUT!" I suddenly screamed,I didn't want him to see me cry. I can't let him know he hurt me, even though my heart is practically squeezing all its blood out right now .

"Just pack and leave by tonight, never, EVER come back here again. I don't fucking care if you're homeless, why don't you crawl back to Darcy or Regina? How many girls were there huh? Do they know you treat them as toys too, you manwhore!" I rant, a stray tear running down my cheeks.

"B-baby please, just let me exp-"

"BULLSHIT. DID YOU NOT FUCKING UNDERSTAND? I SAID YOU'RE MOVING OUT AND THAT'S THAT."

Afterwards, I grabbed my car keys and my phone, not giving him a single glance.

"Where are you g-going?" he asks softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

"For a drive." I answered simply, the tears threatening to fall out again. he won't see me cry, no, I will not let that happen.

I give him one last glare, "Oh and Dylan?"

He looks up hopefully, "Yeah?"

pathetic.

"Go fuck yourself." I spit and shut the door violently, silently hoping it won't break .

While driving, the conversation going on in my head grows crazier by the minute. Dylan cheated on me. That explains why he has been "working late" and "going to the gym at 2am in the fucking morning" . I still cant decide wether to cry over or to kill him. And just a few minutes ago, I was head over heels for him.

what a day huh?

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lmao hi I'm back bitches. miss me much?
HAHA JK I'm not that mean.
anyways new story new me . I've been reading alot of different books recently and I wanted to try out how I write again so here. don't really have a plot planned out but I'm just gonna go with it.

please put up with me, im trying my best :)