Broken: A Maksyl fanfiction

Chapter 5

Meryl

1 MONTH LATER

"I'm taking a shower, hon." Maks calls from the bedroom.

"Alright! Remember I'm going over to my parents house for dinner, so don't use all of the hot water!" I call back.

I take out a frying pan and happily start making grilled cheese sandwiches.

Suddenly, I hear Maks's phone go off.

I don't know what made me do it, but something told me to go look.

I put a sandwich into the frying pan and then to the living room, which is connected to the kitchen, and pick up his phone.

On it is a text from a Sarah Bernt.

It reads

"Been thinking of you, baby."

I am so surprised that I drop his phone, but quickly pick it back up.

5 minutes later he walks in.

"Maks." I say standing up and walking over to him.

"Hey, baby." He says, not noticing the anger on my face.

"Hey, baby." I say sweetly and then change my tone. "Baby, baby, baby!" I mock him. This gets his attention and he looks at me.

"What...?" He asks confused.

"Been thinking of you, baby. Oh look! Who's Sarah Bernt?" I yell and shove his phone in his face.

He freezes.

"I don't know." He says. "Must be the wrong number."

"Must be a wrong number, huh? Ok. Unlock your phone." I say and hand it over to him.

Maks looks down at the phone in his hand.

His eyes bugging out of his head.

"Fine. She does lighting on the set and I went out with her once.... Twice." He says and backs up a little bit.

"Oh my god." I say and look down. "Tell me you're lying."

He just looks at the ground.

"Listen, Mer. After I felt horrible about it!" He says.

"So horrible that you went out with her twice?!" I yell and grab the phone out of his hand.

I throw it across the room and it hits the wall, shattering.

I then, go to the coffee table and throw that over.

Then I run into the kitchen and grab the frying pan.

This time I throw it at his face. He ducks just in time so that the frying pan goes out the window.

I start crying and he just stands there, watching everything.

After I'm done wrecking stuff, I wipe my eyes.

"Have fun with Sarah." I say and slam the door.

Still crying I drive to my moms house.

How could he do this to me?