Johnny Depp imagine one shots [complete]

Kitten Pt. 2

"He left already?" asked Matt, coming back from the room. "Yes he said he had an appointment in 10 minutes" I said with a smile. "Alright then, what did he want when he came here?" he asked. "I put the music a little loud while I made some cleaning, so he came asking me to lower down a little, and I asked him if he wanted to come in and have a coffee, nothing much" I simply said putting the coffee cups in the sink. "What's his last name already?" he asked unsure. "James Bulger, you know him? " I said, looking at him weirdly, wondering why that sudden reaction. "No I don't, but the name reminded me of someone I knew long ago but it's not him" he said, shrugging his shoulders. "Anyway, why don't we go to the restaurant for dinner, I'm too lazy to cook right now" I said resting my arms on his shoulders. "Okay let's go baby" he said with a smile. I grabbed my purse, puted on black heels and we both went out to the car. We went to the nice restaurant near called ‘At Burney’s’ where we were going at least once a month.

 “Hey, look who’s here my favourite young weds, do I serve you the usual ?” Asked Burney, taking me then Matt in a friendly embrace. “The usual’s fine by me, what about you Matt?” i said with a smile turning to Matt, “Sure” he said with a toothy smile. We sat at a table and our plates came several minutes after. “So how was your day at work baby?” I asked looking at him. “Well it was very productive, we have a bunch of new clients we’re quite busy” he said with a smile finishing his food. “That’s good, if you need I can come and help you with the accounting and office work” I said kindly, making him spill the water he was drinking, “Certainly not… I mean it’s very kind of you, but we’re busy enough to manage the office work at the same time but thanks for asking tho” he said uneasily, running a hand in his black mid-length straight hair. “Are you okay darling ?” I asked, surprised by his behavior. “Yes forgive me baby i’m tired that’s all, i can’t even control what i’m sayin or doing don’t worry” he said taking my hands in his with a smile. “Do you need something else darling ? to eat or drink ?” he asked in a calm tone. “Nah, i’m all good thanks babe” i said with a smile. After that he went to pay, in cash which surprised me because he was always paying the credit card that has our joined account on it but maybe he got some extra at work. 

*One month later* 

One month has passed since then and I noticed that something has changed in Matt , he’s working a lot and we barely see each other at home, and the moments we’re finally together he’s all grumpy and we end up arguing. Thankfully James comes around sometimes and honestly, I haven’t been a good wife towards Matt, yes I’ve cheated on him a few times with James. But at least James is caring, even tho it doesn't excuse me from cheating. “Hey I’m back” said Matt coldly then kissed my cheek. “Hey, how was work?” I asked, setting the table. “Good, oh and don’t bother to put a plate for me, I’m not eating at home tonight” he said, changing his polo to a black shirt. “Again ? and where you’re going ?” I asked, a bit disappointed. “At the restaurant, for work, don’t wait for me” he said, adjusting his tuxedo jacket and hair on the corridor’s mirror.

 “Great, like everyday” I said ironically. “What did you just say?” he asked, raising his voice storming in the kitchen. “I said just like everyday, anyway I’m used to being alone anyway” I repeated, looking him in the eyes. “That is not true ! you’re talking shit” he yelled. I hit the table out of anger with my fist “‘Excuse me ? You always come back late from work like 11pm, you barely eat at home, when we are alone together and we can spend time together you’re just being moody and end up leaving, do you really think I’ll be like this if I was talking shit Matt ?” i said coldly without raising my voice with a defying look. “Yes you are, See you later, I’m going to be late” he said trying to give me a kiss on the cheek but I moved away for him not to touch me. “Okay I see it’s like this” he said bitterly then left the apartment, shutting the door loudly behind him. “Fuck!” I said , sitting on the table, my head between my hands.