Old Turns New

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Y/n's Pov~

Jason and I have been together for about 5 months or so and he's done more than enough for me. I wandered around the house for a while looking for Jason. He's gone from time to time so I'm not surprised if he was out on a business trip again with his coworkers. He goes on a lot of them especially recently. He got a new promotion as an English teacher so I'm not complaining.

I'm thinking about surprising him today. He's been working so hard lately for about a month now so I think I should buy some gifts for him today and make dinner.

I picked up my phone and dialed his phone. I stared at the screen as it rang for a while. He answered and all I heard was heavy breathing. 

"Hello? Jason? "

All of a sudden, I heard a female yelp out loud. Then he began to grunt and moan as well as she did. I felt a burst of anger and sadness fulfill my body. I sat down and listened to them the entire time. Right in front of me, the man who I opened up to went and turned his back on me betrayed me. 

Right as they finished I hung up quickly and sat there. I began to think to myself for a while. Do I go and mess up his office? Burn his clothes? Do I just leave calmly? Where would I go? How many times has he done this?

 I began to cry thinking why he would even do that. We had such a good connection from the beginning but, it was too good to be true.  He took care of me but still went behind my back and hurt me worse than anyone has in a long time. Betrayal over throned my anger and concealed it as well. 

I just have to wait and see...

...

I thought all day and waited for him to come back home. It was dark now. I laid in our bed and was on my side, back to the door. I didn't even want to look at him. I don't know how long I've been laying here but it's been a while. I looked at the clock and it read 11:48 pm.

I sighed heavily slowly falling asleep when all of a sudden I heard the front door open and the sound of jingling keys hitting the marble kitchen counter. I heard him sigh heavily. His heavy feet stumbling to our room. My heart raced more and more as he got closer and closer. 

The door opened and he sighed heavily again. I began to hear the sound of him taking off his clothes carefully. He kept taking deep, heavy, sighs as he undressed. He put on nightclothes and carefully laid in the bed. 

I held my breath tightly. 

He turned over and looked at me for a while. I felt his eyes burning through my heart. He kissed my cheek and laid back on his side. 

"Good night beautiful."

I laid there heartbroken. "Beautiful". I felt the complete opposite of beautiful. How could he go behind my back and cheat? Was I not good enough? 

Out of nowhere he turned me over and pulled me to his chest, my eyes still shut tightly trying not to beat him up out of anger and hurt. 

All that I could hear was his soft, shallow breathing against my face. I wanted to get out of here quickly. 

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

I was shocked by his sudden words. He let me go and turned over. Things weren't the same anymore. I then slowly turned over and silently cried myself to sleep.

...

I woke up to the smell of food. I rubbed my eyes and sat up at the same time taking a deep breath, collecting myself. I looked over and didn't see Jason. Then, everything that I heard and the feelings I felt hit me. I remembered what happened and my chest hurt again. 

I stood up and went to the bathroom. I looked at my face and my eyes were red from crying all night. I quickly washed my face and looked back at my face. I didn't even recognize myself anymore. 

I grabbed a towel and lightly dabbed my face before hanging the towel back up and heading to the kitchen.

As I walked in, I saw Jason plating up some food. He looked at me and smiled. 

"I made breakfast baby"

I nodded and smiled. Just play it safe for now, just for now. 

I walked over and sat down in the chair. He placed the plate in front of me and he sat down in front of me and got himself a plate as well.

"So how was that trip yesterday? You got home pretty late"

I said as I took a bite out of my pancake. He stopped eating and looked at me 

"It was good. I got a lot of work completed actually." 

"That's good."

I continued to eat trying to hold back the anger burning inside me. He lied. He fucking lied to me. In my face!

"I'm getting a job"

"Why?"

He responded way too quick.

"Why can't I?"

I said trying to figure out why he wouldn't want me to work. I mean, I am old enough, I have qualifications.

"I'm supporting us baby"

He took a sip of his coffee nonchalantly and it irked me. I wanted to throw that coffee at him.

"Well, I want to support myself"

He placed his cup down and looked at me as if he truly cared about me. He held my hands tightly preventing me to continue eating.

"What's going on Y/n. Talk to me"

I sighed at him and smiled.

"Nothing is wrong. I just think I should work now. Help around this place. I mean, we're working as a team, right? So let me contribute."

He sat back in the chair and smiled. Oh, so he does like the sound of this. Good.

"If that's what you want baby, you do that"

He continued to eat and I picked up my fork debating if I should go for the chest or hand. 

He's only saying that so he can fucking cheat but it's okay. We'll see how long this goes on for. 



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