R5 Imagine Journal

Ross Cheating imagine for Rebeca

"This is so fun Rebeca! We have to have these girls' nights more often, you're just so busy with the boyfriend now." Your friend spoke. You blushed "yea in a few days it'll be one year." You gushed. "Wow one year, it seems like you guys just started going out a few weeks ago, how is Ross doing these days anyways?" she replied. "He's great, tonight he's at football game with his brothers." She smiled back at you. "That's great, hey you want to go in there?" She pointed up to a club on street you were walking on and elbowed you in the arm. You looked up at her confused. "Are you serious, we are not "clubbers"! "Oh come on Please! We never get to do anything crazy and fun, we always go to coffee shops and restaurants we should try it!" she begged. "But we're wearing jeans, we'll stick out! Were just not like those people." "Please! Please! Please!" she whined. You sighed and rolled your eyes. She always wanted to do crazy stuff like that, go partying and dancing. She was a lot more adventurous then you were. "Fine..." you groaned she jumped up and clapped her hands "YES!" You entered into the little nightclub door and looked around. There was a huge dance floor in the middle of the club with a DJ booth in the front. There was also a bar with people lined up next to the back wall. You looked around nervously, there were girls wearing short skirts dancing. "I don't know about this!" you mumbled. "Come on it'll be fun." Your friend said dragging you out towards the crowded dance floor. She suddenly stopped right before you hit the floor. "Hey isn't that Ross?" you laughed at her and started to mumble "no why would he..." before you looked straight forward and saw a tall blonde out on the floor dancing. Why was he here? He had told you that tonight he was going to a bronco's game. You were just about to enter the dance floor to confront him when one of the girls wearing a short long sleeve blue dress that fit tightly around every curve and barely touched the thighs below her butt, gave Ross a shot glass. You watched as Ross downed the shot right away and started to dance. The girl in the short blue dress grabbed the ends of his jacket and started to dance around him. She turned around and Ross grabbed her by the waist and she bent over wiggling her butt in the air. She got up again and turned around face to face with Ross their faces hardly an inch apart. You didn't have any feeling watching Ross dance with some girl. All you felt was confusion. Why was Ross here? Why did he say he was at a football game? Who was that girl in the blue dress all over Ross? Ross's leaned in and put his forehead on the girls and grabbed her by the waist and started dancing some more. Suddenly Ross moved his head in and with a quick gesture his lips crashed into hers. The girl wrapped her arms around Ross's neck and they began to make out. Ross kept on her not even pulling away for a second. You began to shake, the second Ross's lips touched hers you could feel your heart break into a million pieces. You could feel you face burning red and tears start to form in your eyes. Watching Ross made the walls seem like they were closing in but you couldn't do anything, you were frozen solid in shock. All you could think was run! So you did. You quickly turned around and sprinted out of the club as fast as you could. "Wait, Rebeca!" your best friend called out to you as you ran out of the club. She caught up to you and tried to stop you by latching on to your shoulder. You slowed to a stop and tears started to flow out of your eyes. She quickly moved in and wrapped you in a hug. You started to let out sob, you couldn't control the crying. Your heart felt like it was going to explode. "WHY?" you yelled. She started to rub your back up and down with her hand to try to calm you down. You let out another sob. "I THOUGHT HE LOVED ME!"

You opened the door to his house. You walked in and there he was on the couch, just sitting there. He must have heard you walk in for he turned his head slightly to see you. "Hey babe." How dare he call you that now? How dare he act like nothing is wrong? You slowly approached the couch and sat down next to him. You hoped he didn't see the red and puffiness of your eyes from crying. You uncomfortably shifted on the couch. "Uh...I uhhh..." you stuttered. Ross looked up his phone. "What?" he asked. You fidgeted some more. "Uh... I...How was the football game." He shrugged. "It was okay I guess." How could he be so calm, so guilt free? How was he acting like nothing ever happened? Maybe he was used to this. Maybe he was used to cheating on you, making up excuses, and lying to you. You didn't want to believe this, you didn't want to believe what you saw last night. Maybe it was all just a dream, but you knew very well that it wasn't. You fumbled a little trying to figure out what to say, you didn't have enough courage to come right out and say: hey Ross ya been cheatin or what? "S-so uh... what was the score?" you stuttered. "We won 24 to 31" "Oh" you managed to mutter. He looked up from phone and scooted closer to you "Something wrong, babe?" There was that word again. You opened your mouth trying to speak but ultimately just shook your head. "No" The corners of his mouth opened to a half smile. He picked up a strand of your brown hair and began to twirl it around his finger. "Your hair is so beautiful." You flashed a small teeth less smile, trying to hold the tears back. "You know I have the day off, we could..." He reached in to kiss you, he got an inch away from your face when you quickly turned your head and gave him the cheek. He reached out hand and grabbed yours "Babe, what's wrong?" You jumped at the feeling of him touching you. You scooted away from him on the couch. His smile turned into a disappointing frown. "Rebeca what's wrong?" You jumped up from the couch. "I'm fine, I better get going." You turned to leave but he grabbed your hand and spun you around. "I know you're not fine what's wrong?" finally you just gave up and shouted "ROSS, I SAW YOU LAST NIGHT!" "He stepped away taken back by what you said. He shook his head in confused. "You went to the football game?" you shook your head in disgust. "Cut it out, Ross I saw you at the stupid nightclub!" "Oh, you mean Strana? The guys wanted to go there after the game that was it." "Ross don't lie to me!" You growled. "I'm not lying! Right after we won the guys wanted to go celebrate so when went there." "ROSS I SAW YOU! I WATCHED YOU MAKE OUT WITH THAT GIRL." Tears started to pour from your eyes again. "I don't remember doing anything like that, I would never want to hurt you! I...I...vaguely even remember that place all I remember was going there, we got really really drunk I just..." you cut him off "WELL I WASN'T DRUNK! I DESTINCTIVLEY REMEMBER WATCHING YOU MAKE OUT WITH THAT GIRL YOU WERE ALL OVER HER! Here maybe this will spark your memory!" You put up your phone to show him a picture of him kissing the girl with his hands all her waist. Your friend had taken it last night and sent it to you to use against Ross. Ross's jaw dropped. "I...I...I don't remember that. I mean Riker, Ell, and Rocky kept drinking so I kept drinking and it's just all a blur to me." You could see that even Ross's eyes had tears starting to form in them, his face was red, his eyes were watery, and he grabbed a chunk of his hair in front and scrunched it like he always did when he was upset. "THAT DOESN'T CHANGE THE FACT THAT YOU CHEATED ON ME!" you tried to get the words out between each breath. "Did you sleep with her!?" Ross looked up from the ground. "What?" "I said did you sleep with her!?" Ross shook his head. "No of course not!" "YOU SAID YOU COULDN'T REMEMBER A THING HOW DO YOU KNOW IF YOU HAD SEX WITH HER OR NOT!?" Ross shook his head. "I...I honestly don't know...I can't remember. I never wanted to hurt you. I love you." Tears continued to fall from your eyes and you tried to wipe them off, smearing your makeup on face. "Well you know what Ross, I don't think I can love you anymore." You ran out of the house and slammed the door. You stopped and stood with your back against the door and slid down, tucked your head into your knees and sobbed.