Tom Holland Imagines

That Damned Ring (Tom Holland)

Y/n's POV

I sat at the kitchen table staring at my wedding ring. Its been 2 weeks since Tom decided to move out. Getting married was such a mistake. I loved him, god I loved him but it just didn't work. It doesn't even make sense why it didn't work?! He loved me, I loved him...isn't that enough!

Apparently Aphrodite had different thoughts. The worst thing is, he didn't cheat, (okay maybe that's a blessing) I didn't cheat, neither of us were in love with someone else, we were an amazing couple but all of a sudden the ring became a thing and AAAAHHHHH our relationship is crumbling like a Nature Valley granola bar.

The ring, that damned ring. I grabbed it through my blurry vision and slammed it on the table. Should I keep it or should I give it back to Tom? Usually people will throw it at each other and storm out of the shared apartment/house but this whole divorce was more civil. It was just a normal dinner....

Flashback

Tom placed the plate full of food infront of me while he sat oppsite of me. We quitley started eating while I kept on staring at my left ring finger. Tears started to well up in my eyes but I blinked them away. The elephant in the room finally had to be addressed.

"Tom," he looked up at me, "We need to talk...about us." He looked at me with questioning eyes. "As you can tell, these three months of us being married have...um, been different than before we were married, or even engaged!" I looked at Tom's face intently, waiting for a sign of pain or confusion but it never came.

"Yeah, you're right. Jesus you're always right! I mean, remember when we talked about getting married and you said you didn't want to rush it," I nodded, "Well I guess you were right."

"Are you implying that we get divorced?"

"Isn't that what your implying?!"

"....Yes," I replied quietly. Tears started to well up in my eyes so I swiftly walked to our room, leaned against the door and silently cried.

End of Flashback

Maybe I should call him? What, no! We both fell out of this marriage it won't matter if I called because he wouldn't answer the phone anyway. I didn't even realize the tears until I saw tear drops on my phone. Should I call someone else for help? Would it even matter? My fingers typed in Tom's number but my mind stopped them from clicking the little green button. You can't call him anymore y/n! You aren't married to him anymore!

Instead I decided on calling my best friend.

"Hello?"

"The ring," that's all I said before b/f/n explained they were on their way.

"Oh, sweetie," I heard b/f/n's voice and looked at the mess that is me. Tears were all over the place as I sat leaned up against my bedroom door but I was in my living room. (I hope that makes sense, btw you live in an apartment) Their arms wrapped around me and they sat next to me giving me a bottle of wine. "I brought booze! Now what's wrong? Did you think about him again? Did he come by? If he came by and said something then he-"

"No, he didn't come by," my monotoned voice came out as b/f/n wiped one of the tears off of my face, "I just started thinking what if could have happened and thought about the night we declared it."

"Ssshhhh, sweetie it will be okay."

Woah that was a depressing af chapter! All divorced kids please make jokes because I love making divorced parents jokes. Sorry this was a short chapter but I didn't know what else to write. Also, I think every chapter that a friend or best friend is mentioned I'm just going to make a character because it's easier for me to write so I feel like the chapter is just better! Now for the country shoutout.....Mexico!!! 🇲🇽🇲🇽🇲🇽 (Also I'm sorry if I ever get the flag wrong. I'm using google and I always feel like i get it wrong so please correct me 😊)