Chapter 83

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Y/n's pov.
It hurt so much.

It fucking hurt so much.

Seeing and hearing your children like that.

My heart was telling me to stay with Lauren.

That she didn't want to do this.

But if she didn't want to, then why hasn't she said anything yet?

"Do you want to do this?" I asked Lauren as I pulled away.

The only way I can get answers is if I ask her myself.

"What?" She asked a little taken back by my question.

"Do you want to do this? The divorce and everything." I explained.

"I-I don't know." She whispered as she looked away from me.

"Tell me the truth. I need answers Lauren." I told the girl.

She looked at me and sighed.

"I need time to think about it." She said.

That made my heart break.

But I was mad at myself.

I shouldn't be heartbroken when I was the one who talked about this with her in the first place.

I shouldn't be the one confused.

But I am.

This was one of those times where my heart and my mind tried to fight for victory.

"I'm cleaning up." Lauren whispered and kissed my forehead.

I felt it.

Did you?

Yeah, I felt the sparks.

Then why are you getting a divorce?

I groaned as I placed my face in my hands.

She said she loved me.

So she doesn't want this.

Does she?

"Lauren, I need answers." I said and stood up.

Lauren ignored me and grabbed the plates filled with soup.

"Lauren." I called out, but she ignored me again.

"Lauren." I called again.

She ignored me and I heard the water start running.

I walked towards the kitchen and saw her holding a plate as the water poured onto the sink.

"Lauren I need answers." I said.

"I need time." She said shortly.

"If you loved me you wouldn't need time." I said without thinking.

Her head snapped towards me.

I saw it.

The hurt in her eyes.

The tears streaming down her face.

Your selfish.

It seemed like she read my mind 'cause her first words were the same thing I told myself.

"I'm sorry." I said stuttering.

It didn't do anything.

She started yelling at me and I let her.

I needed it.

Though she didn't answer, when I asked her the first time, like a normal person would, she did give me an answer.

"How could you even say that, Y/n?!" She asked throwing the plate on the ground making it break into pieces.

"How could you be so fucking selfish?!" She yelled again.

I had my answers.

But I was breaking her.

Which never was my intention.

"Baby." I started as I walked towards her.

She tensed at the pet name.

It's been a while since we've called eachother by pet names.

"Don't call me that, Y/n." She spat.

"Baby, we don't have to do this." I whispered walking towards her.

"Fuck off Y/n. Fuck you." She spat again.

Every word that came out of her mouth passed by my head.

"I love you Lauren. We don't have to do this." I whispered and held her hand.

"Don't touch me." She said and turned around.

"I love you." I whispered again.

I hugged her from behind.

She started squirming in my grip, but I just held onto her tighter.

"We don't have to do this, Lauren. Maybe we just needed to fall apart to fall back in eachother's arms." I whispered in her ear.

"Or maybe it's actually time to end this." She said.

I froze in my spot and completely let her go.

All the words she spoke passed by me, but those words,

I caught those words.

And I wanted to let them go.

{A/n; edited.}

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