Ok, here's the first one-shot, hope you guys like it, as it's my first time writing the awesomeness that is PezBerry!
Prompt: One of them cheats, pushing them towards a nasty fight and finally divorce; years later they see each other again on a different continent.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Glee or the characters, only this piece of fiction.
In Another Life
By AngelKruger
"I knew it! I fucking knew it, you damn bitch!" she stopped her rant for a second to grab the closest object she could find and throw it to the other brunette and the blonde cowering behind her, "All this fucking time you were screwing her in our bed!"
"Shit!" she barely evaded the photo frame thrown her way, "Calm down! There's no need for violence!" she pleaded, truly scared of her wife for the first time since they had been together.
"Are you stupid?" she yelled once more, her arms flailing wildly and pulling at her hair in desperation, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"If we could calm down for a minute and talk about this like civilized people it would be better, babe" the brunette said, holding the sheet tighter around her naked body.
"Don't call me that, you disgraceful piece of human waste! You seriously expect me to sit down and talk about how my wife has been screwing around with her assistant for God knows how long?"
"…yes?"
"ARGH!" she took off her stiletto and threw it towards her wife and mistress, who by now had managed to put on her dress and was in the process of trying to reach the bedroom door to escape, "You better not move, blondie!" said blonde whimpered and scurried back to cower behind her lover.
"She has nothing to do with this anymore, let her go!"
"Nothing to do with this?" she repeated in a strained voice, "NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS? She's the reason why this is happening in the first place, so I have all the right to keep her here and killher along with you!"
"Whoa there, kill is such a strong word, even for you, babe" she lifted one hand to try and placate her irate wife, knowing full well that she could indeed inflict serious damage to both her and her lover, "We can get thru this, like we've gotten thru other shit in the past, don't you think? She doesn't mean anything! You know I love you!"
"Hey! You didn't say that when I was between your legs!" the blonde protested at being so easily brushed off.
"Shut up, now's NOT the moment!" the brunette whispered harshly to her lover.
"You are impossible! Do you seriously think I'm going to just sit down, make up and forgive you?
What the hell is wrong with you?" she focused on the blonde now, "And you!" she pointed a finger accusingly, "I thought you were my friend, I made you who you are now, you ungrateful bitch!"
"I'm sorry, but this wouldn't have happened if you took better care of you wife, so don't throw all the blame on us!" the blonde retorted.
"Are you serious now? I did everything for her! I gave her everything and more!" she extended her arms, signaling to the lavish room around them, "I put my dreams aside to take care of her, I became who I am for her, for us!" her voice broke at the last sentence and she fell to her knees, burying her face in her hands while her shoulders shook with the force of her sobs.
"Babe…" the other brunette let the tears fall at seeing her wife so broken, in 3 strides she fell to the floor too and enveloped her wife in her arms, "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry"
"Don't. Touch me." She pushed her wife away and stood up. With what little dignity she had left, she dried her tears and walked towards the door.
"Please… don't…" but her pleas were ignored.
The broken woman put on her shoes again and looked down to the blonde sitting on the floor by the door with disdain, "Mark my words, I will destroy you" and with that, she walked out of the room, a few seconds later the front door was heard, signaling that she had left the apartment all together, leaving a shaking blonde and a crying brunette behind to pick up the pieces of a 5 year long marriage now destroyed.
"Here. I want those signed by tonight" a manila folder fell in front of her cup of tea.
"Wha…" she cleared her throat; she hadn't spoken since the fight 3 days ago, "What is this?"
"It's the papers that finalize any professional ties between us" She said with a dead voice.
"Don't do this, let's talk about it, we can still fix this" she pleaded, tears again staining her cheeks.
"There's nothing left to fix. You destroyed it"
"Please"
"The divorce papers are also in there, my lawyer will come by tonight to pick them up, you may also call your lawyer to check that everything is in order"
"I love you…" not a plea anymore, just a broken truth.
The only answer was the front door slamming closed.
"The contract states that she wishes to leave all the assets gained during your 5 years of marriage to you. This entitles the bigger properties, such as the loft in New York, the penthouse in Los Angeles and the cabin in Lake Tahoe. Also all the vehicles will stay in your possession, except the Jeep Wrangler. The joint bank accounts will be split in half and all professional ties will be terminated" the lawyer read the contract and found no problems with it, as it was more than clear and had no loops, "Do you agree with this?"
The brunette had been silently staring to her wife, who was sitting across from her with her own lawyer, not once had she made eye contact, all the time just staring blankly out the window to the overcast sky. She had lost her; she had ruined the single most important part of her life and all for what? For someone that wasn't worth it in the end, for an adventure that ended up leaving her broken beyond repair, an adventure that had cost her, her best friend, her wife, the person that had given her the world.
"Do you have any demands?" the voice of her lawyer brought her back.
"Sorry. I don't wish to keep all the properties and vehicles, just the loft in New York, she keeps the rest" she answered in a low, broken voice.
"What is your position in this new proposal?" the other lawyer turned to see her client, urging her to give an answer, to reconsider her decision. But the distraught woman just shook her head once and he understood. He sighed, "The properties and vehicles may be sold and the half of the money entitled to my client will go to a charity of her choice, that's the only option we're taking"
One nod, silent tears and a few signatures later, it was all over.
"I don't give a crap what it takes, that bastard will not keep the house in Barcelona, it was mine before we got married and there is no way in hell I'm going to let him kee…" the brunette winced at the volume of the voice in the phone, "…hat's what I pay you to do, so fix this!"
"Yes, Miss Sylvester, I will make sure you keep that property once the divorce is settled, but you have to understand that this will make things harder to accomplish. But I assure you, you have nothing to worry about" she tried to placate her most difficult client.
"You think that's hard? Try being married for 8 months to a man that spends 500 dollars a week in hair products, that's hard! And you're right, I have nothing to worry about, you do. So you better get your skinny buttocks in gear and do what I pay you so well to do"
"Of course, Miss Sylvester. I'll make sure your demands are met accordingly" she sighed, this was so not the way she had wanted to finish her day, thank God it was Friday.
"I'll be expecting your call soon. You better not let me down"
"Of course, have a ni…" dial tone. The bitch had hung up on her.
'Bitch. If it wasn't for the pay, I would make her swallow a book of good etiquette…'
A tall blonde came strutting into her office without so much as a knock on the door, "Hey chica, a bunch of us are going to El Matador after closing office, wanna go with us?"
"Hey Holly," she smiled tiredly at her crazy blonde friend, "I still have a few thing to look at, but you guys have fun and drink a few for me"
"Aw, c'moooooon, you have been working long hours the whole week, can't you just take a night off and relax?" she pouted.
"Alright, alright, no need to bring the big guns," she stood up with a small smile, "Put that pout away and lead the way"
"Hey, that rhymed!"
"Stolichnaya elit en las rocas, doble"
The man handling drinks behind the bar nodded once and went to fetch the drink for the stunning regular costumer. "Aqui tienes, guapa" he winked and went back to stacking tumblers.
She nursed her drink for a while, too lost in her thoughts to go and dance the night away with the others. The drink left her with a warm feeling in her belly and she could almost feel her stress slowly melting away with every sip she took. She was idly playing with her napkin, ignoring the mass of costumers around her, when she felt a presence take the stool next to her; she glanced to the tanned arms reclining on top of the bar from the corner of her eye and sighed heavily.
The woman tried to get the attention of the bartender without much success, she sighed again and called the bartender, "Hey, Luis!" Said bartender looked up to her, "Otro igual para mi y un PAMA martini para la señorita, por favor" the bartender nodded and in a flash had the drinks ready and sitting in front of them.
"Thank you" came the shy voice to her left, to which she only nodded "You look good"
"What are you doing in Spain?"
"I-I'm here for work. And you?"
"Work too"
"I see… May I ask what do you do for a living now?"
"I'm a lawyer"
She wasn't expecting this, she had dropped out of law school back in the States, "So you went back to school. Congratulations, I bet you're really successful"
"I can't complain, it pays well if you're good"
"Of course"
The conversation came to an awkward lull and neither of them knew how or if they even wanted to keep talking. She sighed again and gave up. "How did you find me?"
This took her companion by surprise, but after sputtering incoherent excuses for a moment, she realized that the least she owed her was honesty, "I saw Brittany a few months ago and she told me you settling here"
"Why?"
"Why, what? Why did I ask her o…"
"Why are you here?" she interrupted.
She sighed shakily and closed her eyes before answering, "I wanted to see you…"
"It's been 4 years"
"I know" a broken whisper, "I just needed…" she stopped and swallowed.
"Closure" It wasn't a question.
"Yeah"
"I still love you, you know?"
"But you're not in love with me anymore"
"No"
She could see the pain still lurking behind her brown eyes, pain that she had caused. It broke her heart all over again. "No matter what, you'll always be my first real love and my best friend"
"I know"
"Maybe we could…"
"No" the other brunette lowered her head, "I understand, but you can't ask me to do this, you have no right" she wasn't mad, just tired.
"I'm sorry" it finally felt like the end.
"Don't be, I appreciate the intent" she finished the rest of her drink, left a couple of bills under her empty tumbler and stood up, "Here"
She took the business card and read the name,"Wha…"
"Don't call me and stop looking for me. My email is in there, you can write me if you want, but don't expect an answer" her ex-wife went to protest but she held a hand up, "It's the best I can offer you right now" with a half smile, she turned around to walk out of the bar.
"Wait!" she had to know… She stood up too and turned around to face her, "Are you… are you happy?"
This time the smile was real when she answered, "I'm getting there"
Her eyes watered and a small smile took residency in her lips. She watched as her ex wife closed the distance between them, took her hand and kissed her knuckles, "You should try to be happy too, it's time to let go" one last smile and she was gone.
"Goodbye, San…"
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