Oikawa X Reader (Angst)

Please.

"P-please don't go," you begged.

"I told you I'm done with you, (Y/n)," Oikawa replied coldly. "You knew the kind of person I was before getting involved with me. I'm not responsible for your stupid feelings. Get over it."

"B-but you told me you loved m-"

"Do you honestly think you're the only girl I've said that to? I say that to everyone cause I know that's what they want to here."

This was the real Oikawa Tooru - the notorious cold-hearted heartbreaker. He got rid of anyone as soon as he got sick of them, didn't have to think twice. He didn't care about who he hurt, they didn't matter.

You were an idiot, weren't you? You believed him.

The sweet nothings he whispered in your ear, the 'I love you's, that sweet smile that rendered you breathless – you believed it all.

He was just stringing you along and maybe a part of you knew that but you wanted to believe that he loved you too. You wanted to believe that he didn't look at anyone else the way he looked at you. You wanted to believe that he would stay.

Gosh, you were pathetic.

How could you not have seen it sooner? You were blinded by his smile and his words.

How could you not have noticed on the late nights where he came home smelling like the perfume of another woman? You were too tired and just happy to have him back in your arms.

"I love you." His words plagued your mind and you did all you could to forget.

You cried till you could cry no more. You tore up all the love letters he wrote you. You threw out everything that reminded you of him.

You were left with an almost empty apartment.

Alone.

Empty.

He must have loved you at some point, right? The words Oikawa whispered to you on late nights meant something to him too, right? Everything he said to you, were they all lies?

Was every 'I love you' a lie?

How many women did he smile at with that breath-taking smile of his? How many women did he kiss before coming home to you at night? How many women did he love before coming home to you at night?

What was love?

Was love supposed to hurt this bad?

"Lie to me, Tooru."

"(Y-Y/n), w-what are you talking about?" Oikawa was stuttering in fear as you pointed a gun to his head.

"Lie to me, Tooru. Tell me you love."

"I-if I do, w-will you let me go?"

"Of course." You replied and smiled.

"I-I l-love you, (Y/n)."

A smile started spreading on your face, a sadistic one.

Bang.

                          

"Oops, I lied."

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Story By: Itsranko