Beneath our Disguises (Mature)

Salty Waters (Siren x Reader)- Part 2

You didn't even care that he was cheating, it really didn't matter because like he said the only reason you had gotten married in the first place was for your father. But. . . if he could do this, if he had been doing this, probably for years, then could you. . . Even if you could and didn't feel totally guilty about it, he was gone. You wouldn't even see him again if you wanted to.

A banging on the door shakes you from your thoughts in just a moment as you can hear the unfaithful bastards on the other side of the door righting themselves, making themselves presentable before the fucktards let themselves out.

It takes you a few moments of realizing they are gone before you step out of the stall and find yourself in the mirror. You shouldn't even be surprised, you think, staring at your own eyes and tilting your head a little curiously. You lost a little something, a little bit of yourself in just 5 minutes, you lost the ability to give a flying fuck about these people. This entire wedding was for everyone else, everyone but you, and you know what, right after this honeymoon and spending HIS money, you were getting a goddamn divorce. He could have the company, you never cared about that stupid fishing boat, maybe you'd even sink it for him, a belated fucking wedding present.

You felt numb, you couldn't smile, well you didn't want to smile as he waved to your friends and blood sucking leeches that were considered family. You flinched anytime he touched you trying to get you to play the part on the dock as they cheered and wished wedded bliss to the newly weds until he grabbed your hand and loaded the two of you onto the boat that would take you away down the coast to wherever the hell he had planned the "surprise honeymoon".

The only thing you could do as you pulled out of the dock was stare down your maid of honor, her betrayal didn't even touch that numb feeling that settled over you with the result of a decision made. He wasn't going to touch you on this trip, but hell, you would take the free week of vacation, after all this bull shit you fucking deserved it.

"Alright, what the hell is the problem (y/n)?" Good, he was over the pretty boy sugar coating in front of the family and friends. Wasn't very like the Jack you knew.

"I don't have one Jack, just been a long day." You respond, settling yourself against the railing to stare at the water. 

"That's some bullshit, I know when it's just a long day, and I know when something is up, spill." Oh, so pretty boy was pissed.

"Well someone is pissy today, what did getting married not fulfill all your dreams?" You ask, mentally adding, or do you still have blue balls from the bathroom.

"Like today was a dream for either of us, sweetheart." He snapped back, you could feel him roll his eyes as he adjusted the heading of the boat slightly.

"My apologies then, I did my best." You respond, reaching over the side to feel the spray on your hand, it was such a beautiful day, too bad the events had ruined it.

"Like hell you did, you looked like you were going to start crying at any moment and then right after you go cold shoulder. I swear you're such a temperamental bitch sometimes. " So that was it, you hadn't behaved as well as he hoped for the photos and people, he wanted more of the lovey dovey show that he was putting on out of you.

"I thought the water works were pretty authentic, everyone seemed to believe the bride's happy tears. Probably would have been a better performance if you didn't look about ready to fall asleep during the "I dos"" Your eyes catch the shimmer of something massive near the edge of the boat and pull back your hand quickly, in these waters, it could be anything down there. After all, sea monsters were real.

"And what about your cold shoulder? What was that shit about? Made everything else completely unbelievable." He snapped, letting the boat slow down to a coast, guess he really wanted this conversation you thought, rolling your eyes as he turns to face you.