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When the news broke of Angelina's suppose date night with the Canadian singer, Y/n was driving her kids back to her soon-to-be ex-wife's house. Of course, she had no idea the story broke, but, when Zahara let out a noise, Y/n had to ask what was wrong. "Is that why mom sent us with you last night? Because she had a date with The Weeknd?" Eyebrows furrow, Y/n looked at her daughter through the rearview mirror.
"No, I asked for yesterday because I was going out of town next weekend. Your mom's dating again?" The question pains her heart, her kids hearing the pain laced in her voice. Something almost like betrayal settling in her heart, though it shouldn't be. Not having that right anymore since the divorce started.
"It might be just for fun momma." Vivienne tells. Y/n merely nods, knowing it's not true, but decides to keep her mouth shut.
Arriving at her ex-wife's house, Angelina's already out front waiting for the kids. Y/n gets out as well, getting hugs from all her babies before having to leave. "And you do remember that I'm taking off this weekend, right?" She knows Angelina remembers, but needs to make sure.
"I do, don't worry about it. Have fun on your trip." Angie replies, but Y/n scoffs.
"Business trip. Meetings upon meetings." The woman rolls her eyes.
"Momma, are we gonna meet The Weeknd?" Knox asks, holding up his phone, letting his mom see the article. Angelina clears her throat, muttering something under her breath that her kids don't hear. "I think it's time for me to go. See ya Angie. Bye guys!" Y/n hears the reply of her kids, but doesn't stick around. Leaving as quickly as she got there.
Zahara huffs, "I don't like it." Before Angie can ask what she means, the teenager walks away and inside the house. The actress heaves a sigh, then follows after her children, knowing she'll have to talk to Zahara soon.
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Once again, Y/n pulls up into her ex-wife's driveway a week and a half later. Though, her mood isn't quite all that happy. It was mainly the looks and whispers people sent her, but the business trip was nothing but meetings that lasted into the late hours. So, her mood was sub par at best.
"Momma!" Zahara came out first, running to to her momma and throwing herself at the older woman. Y/n laughed, spinning her daughter around in circles, causing Zahara to squeal happily.
After hugs from all around, the kids head to get their things as Y/n waits for them by Angie. "How was the trip?" Y/n gives a scoff, earning a smirk from Angie.
"Assholes, all of them. Honestly, if I wasn't so valuable to the stupid company, I would've quit already. I seriously have to do everything over there, and they get so fucken surprised that it's done perfectly because I'm a woman."
A proud smirk comes to Angie's lips. "It's why you get paid the big bucks."
"Damn right." Grumbles Y/n. After the kids say their byes to Angelina, Y/n starts her drive home, asking how their week was going. But, she wasn't expecting a sentence that could destroy her whole heart, to come from her son's mouth. And, it broke her even more. Her heart cracking, with tears welling in her eyes. Of course, she wouldn't let her babies see her cry. But, once home and in the bathroom, sobs came from her lips, echoing off the tile walls.
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After dropping the kids off at school the next day, Y/n drove to Angelina's home. Wether in anger or wanting an explanation, she didn't know. All she remembered was standing in front of her ex-wife's door, knocking and waiting for an answer. However, the anger came forth when Angie answered the door, asking if she was okay.
"Okay? No, I am anything but okay. My soon-to-be ex-wife let our children meet this so called singer meet them for the first time. I would've thought you at least said something to me about dating again. And yes, I do deserve to know if you are dating again so I can get my heart ready to be hurt! Because, God forbid, I feel betrayal everytime my ex, the woman I am still very much in love with, go out on a date with some, some wanna be look alike Bruno Mars! You're the one that wanted the divorce, and rather than fight, because I hate fighting with you, I gave it to you without asking a simple question because I was certain if you were asking me for a divorce, I must've done something wrong. But now, I am so utterly clueless as to why you wanted the divorce because I've been nothing but kind and sweet to you and-"
"I still love you." The simple sentence shuts Y/n up. She stands there, wondering if she heard what Angie said correctly.
She opens and closes her mouth multiple times, before actually saying something, "huh?"
The actress gives a small smile. "I still love you, Y/n. Going out on the date helped me see that. He's a sweet guy, but it made me realize I only really want you." It takes a few seconds for Y/n to realize what Angelina said, but a bright smile comes across her face. However, it's gone a few seconds later.
"We need to sit down and talk about everything. I really need to know why you even wanted a divorce Angie." The actress gives a nod, then opens her door wider, the universal language to come inside.
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The divorce proceedings stopped only a month after the actress' confession. But, they were still slow to continue. Though Y/n spent nearly every night at Angelina's house -the kids were thrilled to have their parents back together - Y/n still kept her condo, and rented it out after moving her clothes and stuff out. As well as talking with each other, they didn't start sleeping together - actual sleeping - in the same bed. Both opting for separate rooms for space.
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"-and the lovely couple Angelina and Y/n Jolie!" The audience cheers for the couple that walks out. The two women smile, holding hands as they smile and wave to the loving audience. They hug the host, before sitting down on the ugly colorer couch.
"Ladies! Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to drop by. How are the two of you? And Y/n, first time being interviewed?" A droplet of sweat slides down the middle of her back, causing her to twitch.
"Yes! Uh, thank you for inviting me. Usually, I'd be curled up on the couch eating ice cream watching you. So, being here, getting interviewed is totally different."
"She has done red carpet interviews, so technically." Y/n shakes her head, laughing.
"Those aren't the same hun." She pats her wife's thigh. "And we're good. Well, I hope we're good?" She turns to look at Angie, who gives her a smile and nod.
"Good shouldn't be the word to use. Great is the correct one. Maybe fantastic. But that's a big maybe." Y/n rolls her eyes at her sarcastic wife.
"You're such a dork." Y/n teases.
Angelina smiles, "it's why you love me." Y/n's smile falls a bit.
"Tell me you love me." She tells Angie softly, the actress smiles, cupping her wife's cheek, whispering it to her, before kissing. They ignore the screams and yells, focusing on each other for a second before getting back to the interview. But, Y/n's mind is only on one thing for the rest of the night: she love her.
