—Christopher! -I hear Gabbie's voice through the house- Christopher, I'm tired already. What the fuck is this shit? -she spits out-
I look at her confused
—What are you talking about, Gabriela?
—Your fucking ex girlfriend is what I'm talking about! I've been so patient about this whole issue and It's been more than a year since you two ended things but still she manages to bring out our relationship as a topic
—What are you specifically are talking about?
She almost throws her phone at me and walks back and forth, trying to control herself. I grab it and see the whole article, a headline saying Gabriela is a home wrecker, a video of Jenny labelling Gabbie as "the other" "the home wrecker" "the opportunist". I let out a sigh, tired of this whole thing, I can't believe Jenny would be doing all of this, she doesn't have to, she said months ago everything will be at peace.
—Can we just—I'm tired of this -I say- can we ignore her?
—How long are we going to ignore her, huh? How long? -she says altered- We've been ignoring her comments for so long, I always swallow my lump, I don't mention anything to you because I don't want to you feel anxious but this is it. I'm tired.
—I can't control her words, you know that
She was so mad shouting everyone could notice, her family moved out some weeks ago and I was glad they did only because of this situation, I would have hated to make them hear this whole thing.
—You can't control her words but you can use yours! Have some guts, grow some balls -she yells- I'm being casted like the whore by hundreds of people and just because it doesn't directly affects you, you decide to ignore it? -she snatched the phone from my hands-
I can understand she's mad, what I can't understand is her attitude towards me. It's definitely not my fault and I never ever yell at her nor make her feel guilty of something she hasn't done
—Doesn't affect me? Of course it does! You're my girlfriend, what affects you, affects me!
—Then man up and say something about it, I'm tired of being known as the whore
—Man up? -I scoff, offended- you want me to man up?
—Mhm.
—I've defended you in the past, why you'd come here and tell me that I never man up? That I never say anything to make people respect you? I have!
—You've talked about me like two times and that's it and it's not like I want the whole world to know I'm your girlfriend, I want people to respect the fact that whatever Jenny and you had it's over now! You turned the page and now you're with me
—People will always disrespect, even more when you're exposed to the tabloids and guess what? You're the girlfriend of someone who's exposed to the tabloids
—Are you listening to yourself? You're almost defending her when you should be defending me, your fucking girlfriend -she scoffs, lowering her voice- I can't even believe you right now
—What?
—Christopher, I understand that there's always going to be disrespectful people but having another person that's on the media, talk trash about me only makes that disrespectful people be meaner. Can you get that for fucks sake?
—What do you want me to do then, Gabriela? Should I fucking kidnap her so she won't say anything else? Do I become Professor X to control her mind so she won't act as you don't want her to be?
She scoffs and shakes her head
—You know what? Leave it that way -she turns around and starts to walk to the door-
—Where are you going?
—Somewhere far from you.
I follow her downstairs, trying to make her come into her senses
—Gabriela, don't turn your back on me
—What do you want me to do? I've tried my best to ignore the media, I've kept myself away from the social networks, I've explained to friends and family that whatever the fuck they read online isn't true
—I'm aware but I can't control anyone else but me, can you get that?
—I fucking get it, Christopher!!! What I don't get is how you're so cool with your ex girlfriend dragging your girlfriend's reputation all over the world
—But I know you, I know these things aren't true, I know you're not a home-wrecker, opportunist or whatever the fuck Jenna said
—I know you do, but what happens if we ever break up? If I ever want to... I don't know, find another job, have some serious business -her hands were on her hips, one of her feet was moving hyperactively- how am I going to be known? As the whore, the home wrecker, the bad woman in general, just because your girlfriend is running around saying rumours about me—and you don't care, you don't deny it.
I understand her point of view but I don't like being so opened up about my personal life or issues, and I know she knows that, I know Jenny knows that, that's why I am feeling she's doing this crappy thing as a "revenge". She knows I'm uncomfortable with sharing my personal life or even giving statements to the outer world & I don't want her to feel like she accomplished it by publicly speaking about it.
—People won't treat you wrong just because of some old rumours they read online
—Oh, come on Chris, I consider you're pretty intelligent and I thought you knew better than this
—This is what Jenny wants me to do
—Do what?
—She wants me to talk to the public about my personal matters
—... So?
—I don't want to, I don't want to make her feel like she won
—Now I get it, so this is all about you... Alright, I'm taking Dodger for a walk, don't wait for me
She starts to walk to the backyard and I follow her again
—I'll come with you
She harshly turns around to face me, her eyebrows were furrowed
—No, stay here
—I just want to-
I wasn't even able to finish my sentence because I was cut off by her
—I want to be away from you for a minute, can I at least do that? Yeah?
I stood there perplex at her reaction—I mean we've had fights like any other couple before but she's never reacted like this. After grabbing Dodger's leash she walks past me without even looking at my way whilst I was just staring at her, one minute later I heard the front door close.
Jenny, after so long you're still messing up with us?
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Destiny & Distance
FanfictionDestiny always pull its strings and it did the same with Chris and Gabriela. But there's always something bad out of the good, and while the destiny was pulling its strings together, the distance became a scissor, wanting to cut every single string...