"We can get through this. We've gotten through stuff before (Y/N)". I stand up, frustrated.
"Nothing like this before Jaren! We are talking about a divorce!" I run my hand through my hair. "All this arguing, all this crying, sometimes it makes me feel like I shouldn't have said I do!" I look at him, angry at the fact he thinks this is something we can deal with easily.
"(Y/N) calm down." Jaren sternly says. I tear my gaze from him and groan loudly.
"Don't tell me to calm down. How the hell am I supposed to calm down when we're talking about losing everything!" I stare out the window in our living room, looking at the happy family playing in the yard across from us. "We're talking about losing each other."
"The only reason we're talking about it is because people keep putting it in our head that we aren't meant to be! Do you not hear the way your friends and family talk about our relationship?" I can hear in his voice that he's getting frustrated with me. "They act like we're starving animals tearing each other piece by piece (Y/N)!"
"Maybe we are." I quietly say. I turn to look at him. "We're killing each other, slowly."
"You really think so?"
"Yes. I do. We're...we're not meant to be."
"(Y/N) please don't, don't say that." Jaren stands, slowly making his way towards me.
"You don't think I've read what people say about your content anymore? You don't think I hear you upstairs complaining about feeling trapped? Not every room in the house is soundproof." Jaren stops in his tracks.
"I'm just dry of content ideas. Nothing is about you." Jaren quietly says.
"You're sad Jaren. You need help. We both need help." We stand in silence.
"I still love you (Y/N). At least tell me you feel the same." I pause. I look outside the window again and see the family again, all eating ice cream cones and smiling.
"I...I don't know anymore."
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It's been thee years since Jaren and I had that talk. We decided to take a break from each other. I rented out an apartment for a few months, while he stayed at the house. We ran into each other at a party that a mutual friend threw and one thing lead to another. I was pregnant. After I had told him, he told me to move back in, and that we're going to make this work. Having a kid really brought us together. We were both lost, looking for something. Someone. And we both found that someone. Our son. Today, Jaren and I sit on the steps of our home, watching our little boy play with Octavia. We're a happy little family now. And we couldn't be happier.
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all my chapters have been sad as fuck LMAO but i tried a good happy ending. also i updated last in march uHM you guys can beat me up for it. I'm gonna work on a longer one too btw!
- bryleigh
