Hello everyone! The past few weeks were hard. I've never felt such heartbreak over the "scandal". I don't know why, but I think the media is feeding us BS and they won't tell us what really happened. I still believe in Rob and Kristen. I'm still their fan. I still believe in the Robsten love. Something that special shouldn't go to waste because of one stupid mistake.

This story has been circulating my mind since the thing came up so I apologize if I haven't updated my other story(assuming that you are reading it). So I'm sorry about that. and if there are a lot of mistakes, I'm sorry I wrote this at 1 am.

Disclaimer: I do not know these people personally; it is just a work of fiction.

"What are these?" I asked her as she walked through our bedroom door. She stopped on her track once she saw what I am holding. These fucking photos that had just ruined me and shattered my heart. "what are these?" I asked her again, my voice louder than before indicating that I was angry.

"Rob….. I can explain.." She said. Her voice was shaking and tears were flowing from her eyes. She stepped closer to me and sat on the floor in front of me. From where I was sitting at the edge of our bed, I can see her hands shaking, something that she only does when she's nervous or afraid.

"Why?" I asked, feeling the tears escaping my eyes. Fuck, I am a man. I do not cry! But it hurts so much. This girl that I had love for almost 4 years of my life betrayed me. this girl whom I have given my whole heart and life broke my heart. "I love you so much. I gave you everything! Why did you do this?"

"I…I d-don't.. know." her tears continued to flow. It breaks my heart to see her like this. It's hurting me to see her hurt too. "He w-was doing those… things, I didn't know what to do." She explained. She was looking at her fingers, not meeting my eyes.

"Bullshit!" I screamed, standing from my previous position. I threw the offensive photos across the room. I took hold of her arm and pulled her, making her stand against me. "You fucking enjoyed it! You let him touch you! you did it on purpose!" I said into her face. All I'm seeing now is red. Anger. Heartbreak. Disappointment. I gripped her arms tightly, making her look directly at me.

"I didn't I didn't know what I was thinking. I didn't know how to escape!" she screamed back. She continued on crying as I gripped her more tightly. "Rob….R-Rob… you're hurting me. please, stop." She pleaded. I did something I thought I'd never do, I physically hurt her. But then again, she did something I thought she would never do, she cheated on me. I let her go making her stumble to the floor.

"I can't do this anymore." I said. "I trusted you. I love you so much. I gave you everything. I can't understand why you did this. I can't….." my sobs stopped me. It was too much. It hurts too much. "I cannot forgive you."

"No. Please don't say that." she said.

"Kris….."

"You do not mean that!" she screamed as she pulled her hair. "You do not mean that!" she moved closer. I stood frozen on my feet when she hug my waist tightly. "Please. Don't leave me. I love you so much. You can't leave me!" she said.

"you should have thought of that before you did this!" I told her. I can't find the strength to put my arms around her. I do not want to be near her right now. I want to be alone. "you should have thought of me. our life. Our love. But you didn't. I cannot forgive that."

"NO!" she protested. "I love you. I love you so much."

I forcefully yanked her arms from around my waist. I held them on her sides to prevent her from hugging me again.

"This is over Kristen!" I made sure she heard me. she tried to free her arms but she cannot."We are fucking over!" I said louder. And with that, she stopped fighting against me and just looked at me through those green eyes that are full of tears at this moment. I looked at her eyes, trying to memorize how they looked. This may be the last time I'll see them, it sucks that they do not sparkle anymore. Nothing's the same anymore.

"Leave." I said softly. "please leave."

Her sobs got louder as she turned around and walked to our closet to get her things. I just sat on the edge of the bed, listening as she cried, listening as she shoved her clothes – everything- inside the suitcase. Hearing the click when her suitcase closed made everything so final. Like it is really the end. She finally walked out of the closet and went to the bathroom, gathering her things in there too. I sat unmoving, I just watched as she moved from corner to corner packing her things. Once she was done, she stopped and look at me as if to plead for me to change my mind. I didn't say anything. She just walked out of the room.

I faintly heard her talking to Bear, saying "Be a good boy for daddy okay. Mommy's not gonna be here anymore. Mommy did something stupid. I'll miss you, Bear." Ican almost picture it in my head how she hugged him and cooed to him.

I heard the front door click, and soon an engine starting. I felt numb. I felt dead. The house was so quiet. It hurts to think that this house that was once full of giggles, banters and laughter is now empty and sad. Completely silent.

I finally stood up and walked to the closet to change my clothes. I was met with loneliness when I saw the vacant spaces where her clothes used to be. I felt a stab on my heart. The tears are stinging my eyes. And then I broke down again, in the middle of this silent room with my realization.

She's gone.

I've made my decision.

Now, she's gone.

Okayyyyyyyy. So thoughts? Suggestions? Comments?

I'd love to hear from you.

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