Beyblade Burst {Boyfriend x Reader}

Cheating (Silas)

You're both around twenty one or so in this by the way, and you've known Silas for seventeen and a half years.

Oh my God, I have my playlist on shuffle and Sorry Not Sorry just came on and I started laughing so hard about how well it suited this chapter.

Also, I really don't care if you like the outfit choice I mentioned or not. I'm beyond caring at this point. Don't be rude and nitpick, I literally cannot please everyone and your comments will be deleted.

~xx Avanni Cinders

EDITED WITH NEW CONTENT!!

The day had started of well enough, all things considered.

It was a crisp Autumn day, the sun was shining and everything seemed to be perfect.

You went that little extra mile that morning with your appearance, adding just a little bit of make-up that helped to enhance your natural beauty. You picked out a cute skirt you hadn't gotten a chance to wear yet, with a pair of suspenders going over a pretty white shirt. Slipping on a pair of ankle boots and your boyfriend's black leather jacket, you made yourself a coffee in a take away cup, pecked the your sleeping boyfriend on the cheek and headed to work.

The day had continued to be amazing.

Work wasn't too slow, nor was it too busy. Your boss was impressed with how you were doing, and you had received a few extra tips from your customers. Normally on Mondays you worked late, but with a stroke of luck, you were let off early.

The apartment you and your boyfriend shared wasn't too far away, so you decided to walk home, delighting in the fresh air. As you went to open your apartment door, you thought you heard voices from inside but you shook your head. It was a ridiculous thought anyway, considering that your partner wasn't due home for a few more hours yet.

You unlocked the door and it swung open silently, revealing the already lit hallway.

'That's weird,' you puzzled. 'Maybe he's home early?'

Your confusion banished and you felt yourself freeze up upon seeing the discarded bra on the floor. A horrid sick feeling began to rise in your chest when you realised that it didn't belong to you. The sound of over the top moaning from your bedroom caused the air to rush from your lungs, coming like a knife to the heart.

'No, there's no way in hell.' You mentally argued, a small part of you still reluctant to believe the evidence that had just about slapped you across the face. 'He wouldn't.'

Despite your silent protesting, the noises, bra and empty champagne glasses didn't seem to lie. It would have been easy for you to turn tail and run, but you couldn't, not yet anyway. You had to see it for yourself, to be one hundred percent certain that your world was falling to pieces around you. You crept soundlessly to your bedroom door and carefully pushed it open. Any hope that you'd had whatsoever was torn out and brutally shredded the moment you peeked into the room.

There he was. Your long-term boyfriend and high school sweetheart in bed with some nameless woman you'd never even seen before.