1 Week Later | Fergal's POV
"Morning handsome."
Rachel said as she walked into the kitchen, dropped the mail off on the kitchen island where I was working, and wrapped her arms around my waist.
"Good morning to you too lovely. Pancake batter is done."
I said as I finished stirring the batter in the bowl and went to turn the stove on.
"This smells great."
Rachel said as she sniffed the bowl.
"Thanks. Mum's old recipe."
I said with a sigh. I wish my Mum was still around to help me with this Pamela situation.
"Anyway, what's good in the mail today?"
I asked as I grabbed the envelopes and looked through it until I found a letter from the courthouse. Once I opened it, my jaw nearly dropped.
"What's wrong?"
Rachel asked.
"Pam is taking me to court for the kids. I probably should've taken her more seriously on that threat."
I said as I took a deep breath.
"Oh, Fergie. She won't win. We'll keep the kiddos. Keep your pretty little head up."
Rachel said as she smiled at me. I smiled as I placed a kiss on her lips. I honestly really was happy with her.
"Maybe I should pay Pam a visit? I just think I need to check up on her."
I said as I threw the envelope back onto the table.
"Are you sure that's a good idea?"
Rachel asked me.
"Yeah. I just wanna make sure her and Ethan are okay. Everything will be okay, I promise."
I said with a smile.
"Okay. Just be safe."
Rachel said as she gave me a bit of a smile.
Later That Day
I took a deep breath as I opened the door to Pam's house and walked in.
"Pam? Hello?"
I called as I walked around. I walked into the living room to see the scene that Sasha described to me. All of our photos were cut up, Mia's frame is destroyed, why would Pam do this?
"Oh so you found the shrine of our old love?"
I heard a voice ask. I looked up to see Pamela looking just god awful. Bags under her eyes, hair everywhere, tears in her eyes, probably a week old outfit on. This isn't the Pamela I know.
"This one's my favorite. Our wedding photo. We looked so happy and so in love. I don't know why because you were never in love with me in the first place!"
Pam yelled as she threw the photos back onto the floor.
"Pam, why did you do this?"
I asked her as I continued looking at the photos.
"Why did I do this? It's simple Fergal. You destroyed me. You took my heart out and stomped on it. I can't remember the last time I got more of an hour of sleep. Hell, when it was just Ethan and I, I at least got 3. I haven't ate in days. I was on the verge of just ending it all the other day. Why? Why you ask? Because of you. You destroyed me."
She said as the tears started flowing down her face.
"You destroyed me Too Pamela. You don't know how to stop pushing someone away."
"Because I've never been taught how to hold someone close! My first relationship, I was abused. Hell, my father thinks I'm a whore. I only push away cause that's all I've had done to me."
She said as she wiped the tears from her face. I honestly felt for her. She was a wreck.
"Just go. It's what your best at. I'm just too much for you. This time, don't come back. Let me die. And boy do I hope I do. Because I'm done fighting, Fergal. Just remember that."
Pam said as she turned around and walked back down the hall. Those words already started to haunt me. What the hell did she mean by them?
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love hurts. (completed)
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