unpolished [lams]

Domestic (3)

A/n: I'm sorry. I love you.

John's P. O. V

I was at the studio, checking some papers, calculating bills and settings dates to deliver some projects when a peculiar paper caught my eye.

It was a deposit from Alexander's account to some James Reynolds.

When I looked through the papers I found more of this receipts.

They were ones from 400 dollars to even 1,200. Where the fuck was that money coming from and why was Alexander giving it all to that Reynolds mister?

I stood up and walked upstairs to our room. When I came in, he was happily talking with Philip on the phone.

"Okay sweetie, I'm glad you like your college, call you later. Love you. " He hung up and walked towards me. "Hey lov-"

"What is this?" I showed up the many receipts on my hand.

Alexander's face turned pale.

"Where did y-you get those from?" He tried to yank them from me, but I raised my arm.

"Answer me, Alexander. Why have you been sending this enormous amounts of money to that Reynolds guy? Where did you get that money from?"

"I-I-" He started stuttering. "How did you get those?"

"Stop changing the subject, Hamilton, what is this?!" I snapped.

He jumped in his place. Fear in his eyes. But it wasn't fear of me.

"I asked for a lending at the bank." He mumbled.

I frowned. "Why would you do that? To pay that man?"

He nodded. "I couldn't use our money for that. " He stammered.

"What did you used that money for, Alexander?"

He stood quiet for a moment and looked up at me, his eyes watering up.

"I'm sorry. " He whispered, trying to reach for my face.

"Sorry for what? What did you do?" I was confused.

"I...I cheated on y-you. "

My arm lowered and my face crunched. "You wh-what?"

"I cheated on you with James Reynolds' wife and he made me pay for it. " He cried.

"What the fuck...?" My eyes started itching and I blinked quickly. "H-how...? When?" I looked down at him.

He was continuously wiping away tears as he sobbed.

"That one ti-time you took Philip to that concert in Jersey. "

That was two years ago.

"You've been cheating on me for two years?..." I asked, pure pain in my voice.

He nodded hesitating at first. "She ca-came here asking for some help, she told me he was beating her and st-stuff like that, I felt bad for he-her and" He stopped as he gasped for air in between sobs. "I just offered a car ride and gave her 30 bucks, I j-just was trying to help."

I was listening carefully as I sat in the edge of the bed. He was standing in front of me. I felt my cheeks damp as I imagined the scene.

"-She became all touchy and fl-flirty and I tried to push her, I even showed her my ring." I looked down at the both proposal and wedding ring in his finger. "Then it all happened too fast, I thought it w-was over until I received an email, he threatened me that if he didn't received a payment for his 'wife's services', he was goin t-to ruin our li-lives. "