G!P you/also dominant you.
Definition of G!P: you're a girl...and you got a dick
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You're in a band named Serendipity with your three friends Natalie, Amber, and Erica from New York City. Being new to the media but also going straight to the top c...
A/N: hi, again, uhm lemme say I love karlasbitch on IG and she said I was her fav author and I freaked.
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So..yeah that's my AN for today bye. Enjoy thooo x
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I closed my front door and couldn't help but try to keep my emotions from pouring out against the cold door. I breathed heavily as I tried to stop myself from crying and I wiped my puffy face. Lexa growled and barked at me causing the sound to echo and I couldn't help but groan at the pain inside. It wasn't painful because she was gone, it wasn't painful because I had feelings for Er. No, it was painful because this entire time I was pissed at her for cheating.
I was the one who pushed her away and she was too alone to handle it. She took all the shit, she took the blame, she let me go because she believed I didn't deserve to be with a cheater. I was a fucking horrible person and I was starting to believe it.
"Fuck." I sobbed to myself and hit the wall softly.
I let her go through that deep pain of losing our baby alone and it was killing me. If this was what she was feeling this entire time I wanted to know how she could keep it under her mask for so long. It was so hard to not just burst and everything was so ripped open and fresh. The whole past just fucking hit me so hard that I, for the third time in my life didn't wanna handle it. I would rather be dead than handle the pain I was experiencing.
But I couldn't do that, I couldn't do that to her let alone everyone else and I heard footsteps come down the stairs. I didn't fully realize I had slid down the door and I sobbed to myself. Wetting the sweater I had on since the beginning of today. I cradled my knees and stuffed my face into the crook of my arm.
I cried to myself finally not giving a shit if anyone heard me, not even my own inner demons that told me to stop.
"Oh Y/NN." I heard that sweet angel's voice and I felt my tears become more thick.
Her arms wrapped around me and I fell apart even more, it felt like my heart was in the palm of my hands. I didn't deserve the girl holding me, I definitely didn't deserve the girl who just walked out of my life temporarily. My emotions bursted and I hated that simple fact. I didn't like showing my emotional side to anyone.
"It's okay..shh, it's alright." Camila held me as I sobbed loudly against her shoulder.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." I sobbed out and she let out a small one sensing how hurt I was.
"Baby, it's okay- I'm right here." She tried to reassure me and I squeezed my eyes shut feeling the way Erica walked out.
I didn't know if she was ever gonna speak to me, I knew she had to when we got back from break. But I couldn't handle the pain and I wanted to scream at her and myself. I just wanted to be mad at someone but it was my fault, I brought this shit to myself. She gave me a taste of my own medicine.
