All John Shelby could do was sit and watch as the love of his life drank her misery and pain away. You see, John had messed up and he had messed up big time. You were out with your brother one night but you were missing John so you decided to go home early,only to find that he was sleeping with Lizzie Stark. Not a word was spoken from you as you stormed out of your shared house.
To John, you were his everything. The light of his life,the only reason he still got up in the morning. He knew what he did was wrong and he regretted it a lot but it was a bad night for him. He started having flashbacks to France and his head was hurting,you were the only one who knew how to calm him but you were out so he turned to the only other person that could "help".
Sadness pressed down on John,threatening to crush him with it's unbearable weight, squeezing out all the little light that was left inside of him. There was nothing left of him. Downing another glass of whiskey, he stood up and made his way over to the bar where you were sat.
"Y/N,please talk to me" he placed his hand on your shoulder when he reached you. Without even acknowledging the Shelby boy, you stood from your seat and walked out of the Garrison. John kicked a stool and let out a shout of frustration. He wasn't frustrated with you, he was frustrated with himself. He promised to you that he would never hurt you and he hated himself for what he did to you but as he watched you walk out of the Garrison,he felt his own heart break more. This was the norm for the past two weeks. John trying to talk to you, you ignoring him and walking out, John drowning out his pain with more whiskey.
John needed you more than anything and without you he was lost. He hated going home everyday and not having you waiting for him. He hated going to bed knowing that you weren't going to be there for him to cuddle with.
Little to John's knowledge, you were exactly the same. You went to the Garrison every day just to see John, you were missing him like crazy but you couldn't bring yourself to talk to him. Every time he touched your shoulder, you felt the spark that you felt the first time he kissed you. Tears would always prick in your eyes and you had to force yourself to leave the bar because If you didn't then you knew would melt into his touch and forgive him straight away. After two weeks of ignoring John, you were more upset than angry. He hurt you and that could not be forgotten easily.
"Y/N,just talk to him please. Don't you think he's been punished enough?" Your brother Riley asked as he sat beside you on the sofa. You kept your eyes glued to your hands In your lap,ignoring his question. Riley sighed as he stood up.
"I know you're missing him as well and I hate to see you upset" you looked up to see your brother stood over you, his arms crossed and a sad look on his face. He opened his mouth to speak when a knock on the front door interrupted him. Riley headed towards the door and swung it open,coming face to face with John. Your eyes peered over Riley's shoulder from your place on the sofa and your eyes widened when you saw the mysterious knocker.
Riley's head turned towards you and immediately you mouthed "No" and waved your hands around frantically. A small smile played on his lips as he opened the door wider to allow John inside the house as he began to leave to give you privacy. Before he left,he yanked John's coat and pulled him closer to him,whispering something in his ear causing John to go pale and nod quickly.
"Cheery bye!" Riley shouted with a big grin on his face,slamming the door behind him.
"What do you want John?" Your tone was venomous and sharp,your eyes scanning the room.
A ghost of a smile appeared on John's face. He had missed the sound of your voice, yes it was full of pain and anger but to him it still sounded like music as your words drifted through his ears.
"I'm sorry, I know after two weeks you'd think I'd have more to say but that's all I can say. I'm so sorry"
Tears brimmed your eyes when your mind was brought back to the night that you walked in on John. Soon enough a stream of tears made its way down your face. John bit the inside of his cheek and turned his head away from you. He hated seeing you cry and knowing that it was him that caused it was enough to bring tears to his eyes. He wiped them away furiously and made his way over to you,kneeling in front of you and grabbing your hands.
"I can't John"
"Can't what?" He asked desperately "I know I hurt you and I can never forgive myself for it but I need you in my life. Please"
John Shelby was crying. The ruthless bad boy, the heartbreaker, the cocky Shelby was crying in front of you. He didn't care who saw or heard his begs, he needed you.
"I can't forget what you did John but I need you as well,these two weeks have been so hard"
John wrapped his arms around you and let his tears fall onto your shoulder. Your arms automatically wrapped around his neck, you melted into his arms and breathed in his scent. You needed this man more than anything.
"I can forgive you for now John but things aren't going to be the same for a while"
"I don't care as long as I've got you" he mumbled into your neck,not wanting to let you go again in case he was dreaming and He woke up and you'd be gone.
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