A/n : both the title and the summary are quoted and aren't mine.
like many this story has left me wanting more, I didn't sleep for two days so I can finish the book, and by god was it worth it ! so here you go :
Nick Dunne
nine weeks after appearance
I lay hunched over my laptop for hours, getting up only to pee and drink. Still determined to find a better ending to this story (my story, the one I'm writing to screw Amy for good, the ultimate, screwing-truth.)
'you're still going to sleep in this safe haven of yours?' She asks, standing at the door. Palm gliding down the frame.
and all I can think is (fucking bitch, sarcastic, horror-full. *pause* beautiful bitch)
'Beautiful bitch' he says out loud,
and he doesn't regret it, because she is looking beautiful tonight, all flushed cheeks and peach robes.
'oh, that one's new.' she laughs.
And Nick can't help feeling alarmed.
'you know, I could kill you on goddamand mars if i want. so there's no point hiding from me'
He knows she's right, but that isn't what made him close his devise and follow her up the stairs, it was mere curiosity.
'look' she says, and hands him the pregnancy test 'a gift'.
'fuck you' distaste dripping of his voice 'it
isn't even mine'
'oh but it is'
so he frowns, trying to make sense of it all, and it hits him. ofcourse it's that container he totally ingnored
and ofcourse it was so like his to wife to take advantage, to perfect all of her wants
'isn't this what you always wanted? huh sweetheart?'
don't call me that, not now, not yet.
'what do you want then?'
'You're going to delete that story, you're going to drop any idea of divorce and you're going to be the good husband I deserve'
wow is that all?
'why would you even want to stay with me? I'm a cheater that doesn't deserve remember?' he says
and she dismisses his words and urges him closer. They are up in their bedroom, dimly lit, as Amy sits on a cleen sheeted double bed, complete with red flower petals.
'I won't bite you' She laughs and licks her lips 'not yet"
But no, he wasn't going to have that, he's had enough of her shit for tonight. So he turns around, notices the bottle of wine that was ment for them, and leaves.