Summary: Today becomes the worst day ever when you catch the love of your life in bed with another person.
Warnings: cheating, swearing, angst with no happy ending
Pairings: Laurel Lance x reader, Laurel Lance x Oliver Queen
Prompt: "Tell me how to fix this! Please!" "That's just it... you can't."
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"WHAT THE FUCK?!"
"Shit! Y/N! What're you doing here?" Laurel's body shot up, pushing the body that was on top of her off; panic spread across her features.
"I was going to surprise you by making you dinner, seeing as you texted me saying that you were stressed about the Isaac case. But it looks like I was the one who was surprised." You laughed sarcastically. "I'm leaving..."
"No no! Don't leave! Tell me how to fix this! Please!" Laurel cried out, trying to scramble off the bed; nearly tripping when the sheets wrapped around her legs. However, she was quick to recover, wrapping the bedsheets around her nude body. Her companion dashed out from beneath the covers, guilt spread across his face.
"That's just it... you can't. Because this is unforgivable." You said calmly, grabbing your purse. "You know..." You turned back, deciding that you had more to say to your cheater of an ex-girlfriend. "I always knew that you still loved him. I just didn't think that you would do this to me." Oliver was pulling on his pants, while trying to find his shirt.
"Y/N..." He tried to deescalate the situation.
"You, shut the fuck up!" You screamed at him. "I want you both out of my apartment! I want you out of here. Get out and don't come back."
"No! Baby please!" The Lance begged, wrapping her arms around your legs as her own gave up on her. She buried her face in your thighs, causing you to think back on all the times she had done that when you two had a lazy day. "I'm sorry. This was a huge mistake. I didn't mean for this to happen. I'm so sorry."
"Get off me, Lance." You growled out, practically kicking her off of you. You could feel the tears filling your eyes, but you clenched your jaw, refusing to give them the satisfaction of watching you break down. "How long has this been going on?" You demanded.
"Y/N/N, baby please!!!"
"How long?!" You screamed.
"Al-" Laurel stuttered. "Almost a year..." She muttered, looking down at her hands.
"God! I'm an idiot..." You ran a shaky hand through your hair, your vision blurring slightly.
"Sunshine please!" She tried begging again. By now, Oliver had already left, shame enveloping him like a cloud as he closed the front door. "Tell me how I can make this better."
"What do you want me to say?! That a 'sorry' will suffice? 'Cause it won't. You betrayed me! Betrayed my trust! You've been lying to me for a year now! You were screwing someone behind my back! And during that time, you acted like I was the love of your life! How could you do this to us, Laurel?! To me!?"
"I-I don't know... God what have I done?!" She began muttering to herself, eyes wide, darting everywhere.
"Why did you do this, Laurel? I thought that we were happy, but I guess not seeing how you threw 3 years of our relationship down the drain. I can't believe that I thought for one second that you really loved me. Because you don't! You love Oliver! He is everything I can't be, right? He's rich, handsome, social, fit, and outgoing. Everything I'm not and never will be able to be. He's the love of your life." Your voice broke during the last bit but you refused to let the tears fall.
Laurel felt her heart breaking, she knew about your insecurities. She knew you felt like you weren't good enough for her. And here she was, going from being the person that glued your broken heart back together to the person who broke it all over again. "Darling..." She sobbed, holding her hands in front of her, begging you.
"Don't 'darling' me! I'm not your darling anymore. And apparently, I never was if you were so willing to fall into another person's arms. I can't believe I fell under your spell... Get out, you can collect your things tomorrow when I'm at work. But for now, I suggest you find a place to stay." You opened the front door, escorting her out. Not before throwing her a pair of pants and a shirt seeing as she was still wrapped in the bedsheets.
"No, please... baby! I love you so much. Please don't leave me." She sobbed.
"You should have thought of the consequences, Laurel. After all, weren't you the one to tell me that each action has a consequence?" You slam the front door in her face. Her sobs echoing in your mind, as you lean against the door, sliding down. "Fuck," You whispered, finally letting the tears fall.
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