*sad boio*
Gonna break your little heart! Watch you take the fall, laughing all the way to the hospital, cause there's nothing that surgery can do. When I break your little heart in two."That's exactly what you did. You broke my heart Alex... I can't deal with this any more... I'm sorry. Surgery can't fix this now." I spoke out loud.
A couple weeks ago my newly found ex-boyfriend Alex and I got into a heated argument.
*Six weeks ago*
The two of us sat on the couch watching a movie. He had his arm around my shoulders and I was cuddled into his side.
"Alex?" I looked up at him.
"Yeah?" He paused the T.V.
"Do you ever think about having kids?"
"No..."
"Would you maybe want kids?"
"No!" He got up off the couch. "Look Sara! Do you know how much that would cost us?"
"But Alex-"
"No, Sara, listen. It would cost way too much time! And what about tours? I'd have to leave you behind all alone with the child. We both know you can hardly take care of yourself! And then money. Sara, kids cost A LOT! Just because I'm a musician, and a pretty popular one doesn't mean I have thousands upon thousands of dollars! Sara we'd have to worry about clothes, food, diapers, hospital bills, do you plan on working? Oh there's another 200 for Daycare! See what I mean! It's just too much of a hassle right now!"
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Smol Imagines
FanfictionSmol emo/fandom imagines. (Pretty shitty) requests WIDE open. ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️WARNINGS: self harm, depression, mentions of suicide.⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️