Heart Torment

18

I wanna keep this part short as I just wanna get straight to it as I so desperately owe you an update. So part 18's song is "Honeymoon Avenue" by Ariana Grande. Enjoy :) - Liv ♡

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*Jamie's P.O.V*

"Finally we have a date where we are all alone and are able to relax," Amelia says as I scan the pizza bar menu. Yes, because I'm totally relaxing even though Liv just got assaulted.  "How come you were able to come off set? I thought you would be busy as you only have one day of shooting left,  and you've missed a lot of time filming due to that little girl." Amelia continues. Again with the little girl, she's only twenty-nine! It's a three year difference for heaven's sake.

"I wanted to spend some time with my lovely wife," Even though she's being a right bitch about my best friend for no reason. "Also, I thought we should talk things over as that are what married couples do, you know?" I say smoothly as my eyes glide over the top of the menu and look directly into my spouse's eyes.

"That's a great idea, I'll go first," Oh whoop, I get to listen to her moan about stupid things for no reason when I'm the one who's meant to be talking. "I think we should live in the house Olivia is living in as you legally bought and own it. Oh, and I want completely ban her from seeing Dulcie." Wait, it is one thing stopping a person from seeing your child, and it's another kicking that person out of their own house for no utter reason.

"Hold up, Millie. Why are we kicking her out of her house? I get that I own it and all, but she has done nothing wrong, and we live in amazing house as it is. And she doesn't need to be banned from Dulcie. She's not the danger, Jack is and he's being sorted out due to it." I throw my menu down on the table and accidentally knock over my half glass of ale. Cool it Dornan, or the paparazzi will be onto you.

"James, you said she told you 'she's out of your life'. That means she can find her own place, and she has her own daughter that she needs to make up to after ditching her for twelve years." My wife evilly says causing me to fume up inside. First you try and stop her from seeing our daughter that I also have rights over and kick her out of her own house that you did not buy. Then you tell her to go and apologise to her daughter for walking out on her even though she has already done so,  and you don't know why she actually did it. Don't completely explode Dornan, keep it together.

"Yes, she left April. She was only seventeen though, and had run away from home to this exceptionally hard lifestyle, Amelia. She knows what she has done wrong, and I know for a fact there isn't a day that goes by where she doesn't think of that. She might not tell me that she thinks of it, but I can see it in her eyes that she regrets leaving April." I stir as a waitress finally comes and cleans up my drink,  and the glass off of the floor that now has ale over it. "Yes, I get that it's my house and that, but as it's mine I decide who lives in it and who stays there, and that's Olivia. I'm sorry Amelia, it's just the way it is and you can't change my mind." I stand and pick up my phone and Audi keys; my eyes look straight into Amelia's as they burn wildly.

"So you're just going to go back to your old best friend, who by the way abandoned your friendship, and tattle on me like always. You're thirty-two, not six. But, then I guess she's like a six year old, always walking out if she doesn't like something like per say her own child, so you have to act like one also to balance your levels out." My so called wife speaks out as I start for the door. "It's not like you even care about this marriage anymore, I mean you're letting a psycho see your daughter, and you happened to have slept with that psycho more than once." Oh she's asked for it now, she's really bloody asked for it!

"That psycho happens to be the one I love most at the moment, besides from Dulcie. Sadly, I do love you, but you're making it hard for me to show you that at the moment. And don't you dare act all innocent... Two can play the cheating game." She then looks at me and her mouth drops as she knows where I'm going with this. "You know the third year we had been together, and you supposedly were going to see a few of your mates. We both know where you went. You went over to see Jack. The man you really loved, but couldn't have because Olivia was with him at the time. Olivia was out of town and doing something for work and her lover was at home watching a game of football, or so she thought. You were out later than you said you would be, and when you got home you said there was traffic and you explained your hickey as being hit with a glass. Lies, all of it. I phoned up Lucy, and she said you cancelled last minute due to me, and I'm not stupid. I know what a hickey looks like." I say loudly so people can hear. Does she really think I wouldn't know that she slept with that skank? "It's so obvious where you were. You smelt of him. How do I know what he smells like? We've been on enough double dates with him and Olivia for me to realise, and remember the smell of his cologne and nicotine in his breath; you smelt of both of those things. Your hair was, well sex hair and your clothes looked like they'd been screwed up and thrown on the floor. Finally, it was obvious you had had sex with him as you acted weirdly when I tried to kiss you or something. So there you have it, Miss Amelia Warner, the hypocrite of a cheater."

"But that's not my name though..." She says and completely ignores the fact that I knew she slept with my loves ex.

"Oh yeah, that reminds me. One last thing, I'm leaving you." My inner Grey fiercely breaks free and walks out to go and tell his lover the news about his marriage.