Author- pixxiewingz
Ross:
You were happy that in one week your boyfriend would be back from touring. "He's going to be back!" You yelled to yourself.
You received a text from Riker:
I need to tell you something. Can I come over?
You replied:
Aren't you on tour?
He sent:
Please just say yes. I'll be there in ten.
You were confused, but agreed. Ten minutes later, Riker arrived. "What are you doing here anyway? I thought you were on tour."
"That's what I'm here to talk about. Can you sit down please?" He asked. You nodded and sat down in a chair. He sat down across from you. "(y/n), we got back from tour a week ago."
"What?" You breathed.
"This is hard to believe. For me, too. But, (n/n), Ross is. . . He's cheating on you."
"No. . . No. He wouldn't, Riker." But, would he? If what he said was true, it had been a week.
"I thought so, too. (y/n), I wouldn't make this up. I love you two together. But, what he's doing isn't right. He shouldn't get away with cheating on you."
"I know you wouldn't make this up." You whispered, holding back tears. "I just-- I thought I was the one who made him happy."
"You were."
Keyword: Were. You didn't anymore.
"I was. Not anymore. I don't know wh-why he would--" You sobbed. Riker hugged you.
"I don't know why, (n/n)." He quietly replied.
The door opened. "Hey--" Ross began to say until he saw you crying and Riker hugging you. "What's wrong?"
You glanced at Riker, who stopped hugging you. You wiped away your tears. "What's wrong?" Your voice cracked. "Ross, why don't you tell me what's wrong?" You stood up. "Maybe the fact that you have been back for a week."
Ross' eyes widened a second before they went back to normal. "What do you mean?"
"I mean. . ." You took a deep breath. "Ross, I know you're cheating on me."
"How did you--"
"It doesn't matter how I found out. Just like how our relationship clearly didn't matter to you. But, it mattered to me, Ross!" Tears ran down your cheeks. "It all mattered to me. I thought you fell for me as hard as I fell for you."
"I did, but--"
"You shouldn't have to say 'but!'" You sobbed. "Ross, please. . . Leave. We're over." You didn't care if he could see your tears and how broken and weak he made you. He walked out the door.
Rocky:
"Can't wait for tonight. Seven, right? :* "
The text appeared on your screen. You stared at it, puzzled. You didn't have any plans with Rocky tonight. You texted:
"We don't have any plans tonight?"
He sent:
"Oh. I'm sorry, wrong person."
You were about to say that it was fine. But, you saw the kissing emotion in the text. You scrolled through your contacts until you found the one you put him as. 'Babe <3' You called him.
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