Tired of Him

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Y/N = Your Name
E/C = Eye Color
Warning: Contains a very upset Alex
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Y/N P.O.V.

"FUCK YOU Y/N!" He screamed at me. Seriously what is up with him? Ever since I've been hanging out with Aksel, he's been treating me like shit.

"Why don't you just fuck Aksel?! Like you always do! You know what?! I'm tired of your shit Y/N! Just p-please stop playing with my feelings..." He just started  to cry, I let out a sigh, "Baby, are you jealous?" I spoke quietly. "Yeah, I fucking am."

 He sniffled. "You know that I only love you right?" He looked at me as if I was lying. "Me and Aksel, are nothing more than friends" I continued, "So I'm sorry I made you feel that way babe." I gently cooed. Tears streaming down my face as I slowly walked up to my room, gently shutting the door. I plopped down and I began to cry softly.

He hurt me...a lot. And yet I still love him. 'What is wrong with me? How can I love someone who hurts me a lot?' I heard a gentle knock on my door. "Y-Y/N?" I opened it to reveal Alex. "Hmm?" I spoke within sobs. "Sorry for screaming at you earlier.." he hugged me tightly. "It's alright." He grinned as if he were a kid who finally got what he wanted. Although he was happy, little did he know I wasn't. My tired E/C eyes, my chapped lips and my frizzy hair said it all.

I was tired of this routine and I hate to say it but...I'm starting to become tired of him.

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