⚇part 13

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2 years later

"your so fucking annoying"

another one of our friday night fights, we bottle up our anger threw the week and then when we get home we take it out on each other, i remember when everything was okay.

"i'm fucking annoying!?"

when everything was easy

"yea! and your so god damn controlling!"

when all we did was smile and laugh

"what about you!? you come home drunk almost every fucking day! you don't think i notice the fucking liquor on your breathe!"

when everything was new and fresh

"oh shut the fuck up danny, all i wanted was to go out and have some god damn friends! but lord knows i can't with you!"

when we kissed every five seconds

"what the fuck are you talking about?! you didn't even tell me you where going out tonight!"

when we didn't yell

"your not my fucking boss danny! i don't have to tell you everything!"

when we didn't scream

"considering we fucking live together, yea you do you dumbass!"

where we always made up with a kiss and some sex

"you know what! i'm fucking done"

but that's not now

"where the fuck do you think your going lane?!" i yell rushing after her drunk ass before she grabs her keys "your not driving intoxicated!"

she yanks her hand out of my grip "leave me the fuck alone" she spits, ive never seen the look she gave me in that moment. pure rage.

i step back a little trying to comprehend. she walks out slamming the door. i stare at the door, my jaw to the floor, and my eyes brimming with tears. hoping she storms back in and tell me she's sorry or at least let me tell her i'm sorry, i sat there. i sat there all night.

she didn't come home.

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