Tré's P.O.V:
I was in the garage, when my wife (Y/n) came in to see me.
"What the hell! You bastard!" She shouted as I looked up from my drum kit.
"What?" I asked, confused.
"I know what you did! You cheated on me with that Bitch!"
She pulled out a bra that belonged to a woman that I had met a bar a while ago and we had been seeing each other in secret and we slept together whilst (Y/n) was visiting her sister out of town. I was going to break it off before she ever fond out but it was clearly too late.
"I'm sorry (Y/n)! I was going to break it off!"
(Y/n)'s P.O.V:
"Save it Tré!" I shouted as I through the bra at him. I was so overcome in anger that I wanted him to leave.
"Get out!" I shouted through tears . "GET OUT!"
"Not until we talk about this." He said, standing up
"NO!" I screamed as I grabbed the hammer and took it to his drum kit.
"(Y/N)! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" He shouted as I suddenly dropped the hammer at his feet.
"That's what you get! You lying, cheating Scumbag!" I sobbed. "Get your stuff and leave!
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Green Day - Imagines
Fanfiction{Previously ranked #1 in Billie Joe Armstrong} Imagines about the members of Green Day! (As well as characters from American Idiot) Female pronouns unless requested ^^Currently taking requests^^
