You grabbed your bag from the closet, throwing it onto the bed. Tears streamed down your face as you packed your things. Michael walked into the room, a frown on his face.
"(Y/N)," he sighed as you walked to the closet, grabbing your coats before walking to the bed and stuffing them in your bag. "(Y/N)," he said more firmly, shutting the door. You stopped and looked at him as he walked up to you.
"Can we just...talk about this?" he closed his eyes before opening them again. "Please?"
"There's nothing to talk about," you blinked back the tears. "You've been sleeping around behind my back, and you've not only betrayed me - you've betrayed your daughter as well,"
"Listen, Lisa is-"
"So that's her name," you scoffed. "The name of the tramp that I'll never live up to," you spat sarcastically.
"(Y/N)-" he stopped, running his fingers through his hair. "Look, I'm sorry! Okay? I'm sorry that I screwed up," he shook his head.
"How long have you been shagging her?" I looked into his eyes. "A week?"
"A month," he looked down.
You let out a breath and zipped your bag up. "Some screw up that's been," you shook your head before lifting your bag up. "You've been choosing her over us for an entire month,"
"No," you narrowed your eyes. "I gave eight years of my life to you! Eight years!" you bit your lip. "And you threw all of it away,"
Michael said nothing, shoving his hands into the pockets of his pants. You brushed past him, making your way to Pearl's room. Upon entering the room, you heard Michael's footsteps behind you.
"(Y/N), no," he growled just as you began to make your way to Pearl's bed. He pulled your arm and brought you closer to him. His eyes were burning furiously. "You are not taking my daughter with you,"
"I'm her mother," you spat back. You turned and tried to yank your arm away - only to be pulled back again by Michael.
This time, after you struggled - you felt a sharp pain across the left side of your face. Michael's eyes were wide, and so were yours. Up until now, he had never hit you.
"You bastard," you sneered before pushing him away with all your might. He stepped back a little as you held your index finger up to his face. "Touch me like that again and I'll make you regret the day you married me,"
"Don't worry," he snapped back. "I already do,"
"Just like you've been doing that slut," you shot back. "I'm not leaving my daughter with the devil," you turned around and walked over to Pearl's bed.
"Honey," you whispered, making her stir as she opened her eyes. "Honey, I'm going to need you to get up - mommy's leaving,"
"What?" she frowned. "No mommy, don't leave me," she sat up. "I wanna go with you,"
You smiled and ran your fingers through her hair. "I'll never leave you baby," you kissed her cheek. "I'm taking you with me,"
"Don't even think about it," Michael stood at the doorway.
"Honey, close your eyes," you whispered to Pearl. After she did so, you slapped Michael hard with the back of your hand. Michael's lip began to bleed as you grabbed Pearl's arm and took her with you.
After a moment, you lifted your daughter up and sat her on your hip as you walked out.
"(Y/N)!" you heard Michael call, but he wasn't fast enough. You had already gotten into the car and left with your precious angel.
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