AN: Ok so this one should be a tad more dramatic than the last one, so be prepared.

Buttercup's POV

So I guess we can start with the fact that Butch and I have been dating for almost a year now, our one year being tomorrow. To be honest, I had my doubts about him when we first started dating, but I learned to trust him and I learned to love him too, something that he made very difficult sometimes. Now that all that's covered, I can explain my current situation: gift shopping.

As a good girlfriend, I'm out looking for the best possible gift to get Butch for tomorrow, something I know he'll love. I already decided I'm not getting him some cliché watch or anything that any girl would get their boyfriend, so now I'm sitting in a store blowing half my bank account on a green and black dirt bike, one I could see him eyeing every time we passed the store.

It physically pained me to hand the cashier my credit card, but I figured my bank account could take the hit for him because no matter how much I denied it, I loved the guy to death and wouldn't trade him for the world. I already had the whole thing planned and he was gonna love it.

I put the bike in my garage and wrapped a box that I put the keys in. I looked proudly at the green wrapped box, he would never see it coming. I pulled out my phone and texted Butch.

'Hey, where do you wanna go tomorrow?'

'Idk why?' I felt my heart drop a little, but I should've known he wouldn't remember.

'Gee idk for our one year?'

'Oh yeah, I almost forgot. Maybe we can go to the beach, I always liked seeing you in a bikini ;)' I felt somewhat disappointed that he didn't seem to care that much, but I guess it would be fine.

'Yeah sure, sounds fun. What time?'

'11?'

'Ok sure. Sounds good :)'

'Ok babe, love you ;)'

'Love you too'

I put the box on my nightstand and went to bed, excited for tomorrow.

Butch's POV

Yeah I totally remembered and I got her one of the best presents ever, her very own XBox so she wouldn't need to come over to my house whenever she wanted to play along with a few games including 'Call of Duty', 'Black Ops', and 'Halo'. It might not seem like the ideal gift for a girlfriend, but Buttercup wasn't like all of the other girls and that's exactly what I loved about her.

I put the bag with her gift in it on the floor by my bed and went to sleep, I couldn't wait to see her hot little ass in a bikini tomorrow.

Buttercup's POV

I woke up at 8, giving me plenty of time to shower and try to look nice today. I blow dried my hair so that it fell into dark waves to my mid back and picked out a green bikini that was covered in black lace. I wore my dangling crystal belly ring and wore a pair of short denim shorts and a loose black crop top. I even took the time to wear waterproof eyeliner and mascara to make my eyes pop a little more. I slipped on a pair of black flip flops and walked downstairs to get breakfast.

I popped a bagel in the toaster and waited for it to pop up before covering it with cream cheese. I ate it in about two minutes and looked at my phone to see it was 10:45 and there was a text from Butch that said he left five minutes ago.

I walked outside, picked up the bike and flew it to Butch's house, using my key to put it in his garage. I locked up on the way out and flew back home to take my 1963 corvette convertible so it wouldn't be suspicious.

I pulled up to the beach at 11:06, not too late, but late enough for him to have to wait a little bit. Now I just needed to find the guy. I started to walk down the beach, but I didn't see him, so I checked my phone to see if he told me where he was. I walked to the shade so I could see my phone screen, but when I got near the tree, my phone dropped into the sand. I was staring at my boyfriend making out with some random fucking beach Slut!

I tried to think that maybe it was forced on him, but he looked just as into it as the other girl did and honestly I was starting to feel sick.

"Well if you're done, I just wanted to give you your present. Happy one year asshole." I threw the box at a shocked Butch and turned my back, not wanting him to see the tears that were starting to make their way down my face. "I fucking trusted you." I kept my voice steady and flew off, back to my car. I sped home and as soon as I got there I crashed in my bed and let everything out.

I wondered how many times he had cheated on me, maybe I was wrong to trust him, it was only a matter of time until he did something like this. I needed to talk to someone and right now, there was only one person I would feel comfortable doing it with: Bubbles. I pulled out my phone and dialed her number, still crying hysterically, something I would never EVER be caught dead doing. She picked up after the second ring.

"Hello?"

"B-Bubbles? Do- do you ha-have time on your h-hands?" I heard a gasp at the end of the line.

"Oh my god, Buttercup? Are you ok? What happened?!" I started to cry a little harder, but calmed down a little to speak.

"Butch, he ch-chea-" I started crying uncontrollably at the thought of his betrayal on our one year, how could he do this to me?

"Calm down BC, what's going on? Actually, hold on I'm coming over." Before I could respond, she hung up the phone and five minutes later, I heard the doorbell ring.

I dragged myself downstairs and saw Bubbles with a concerned look on the other side of the door. I unlocked it and let my younger sister in my house, immediately getting tackled into a comforting hug.

"Whatever it is, it's going to be ok Buttercup… I promise." I buried my face in her shoulder and for once in my life let everything out. It was about ten minutes later when I physically couldn't cry anymore and I just stood there hugging my little sister like a lifeline.

"Bubbles, he ch-cheated on me… Did I do something wrong? Was I not enough for him? What's wrong with me?" I wanted to punch myself for being so weak, but at the moment, I could actually feel a pain in my chest that wouldn't let me be strong if I tried. She pulled away to look me in the eyes, her blue ones looking like cold ice.

"What?! Isn't it your guy's one year today?" I nodded miserably and looked towards the ground. "Buttercup, there's nothing wrong with you, he's the problem! Has he even tried to talk to you yet?" I shook my head no, not being able to talk since the pain in my chest was closing up my throat. My usually sweet sister looked murderous as she pulled out her phone to call someone.

"Yeah, Boomer? Do me a favor and kill your brother."

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"No, the green asshole."

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"HE CHEATED ON MY SISTER ON THEIR ONE YEAR!"

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"I DON'T CARE IF YOU DON'T BELIEVE ME! I'M HERE WITH MY CRYING SISTER NOW! THE ONE WHO NEVER CRIES, AND SHE'S TELLING ME THAT SHE CAUGHT HIM MAKING OUT WITH SOME SLUT ON THE BEACH!"

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"I'm sorry Boomer, I'm just upset right now, I didn't mean to take it out on you."

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"Can you at least talk to him? See what he was thinking at least?"

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"Ok thanks babe, bye"

Bubbles hung up the phone and pulled me into another hug.

"It's gonna be ok sis…"

Butch's POV

I sat there too shocked to move as the girl of my dreams walked away from me and the blonde bimbo I was with.

"Wanna get back to what we were doing before baby?" I looked at her and wondered what the actual HELL I was thinking. What even made me THINK this was a good idea?

"No bitch, get away from me! Shit, I fucked up…" The blonde got up and stormed off with a huff and I was left alone in the shade of a palm tree. I opened my phone to call her, but stopped when I saw my favorite picture of us as the lock screen. She was in my bed, smiling and looking over her shoulder at me while I was sleeping as if I was the best thing in the world. How could I have done this? What WAS I thinking?

I closed my phone ame put it away, feeling a small box as I put it back in my pocket. I picked up the perfectly wrapped box and wondered what she got me. I slowly unwrapped the box and opened the cardboard box that was inside only to find a pair of new keys, for what I didn't know, but I was going to find out. Whatever it was, it had to have been expensive and if I didn't feel like shit before, I did now.

I flew back to the house and walked in the front door to be met with a VERY angry Boomer.

"Hey, what's up dude?" His glare intensified and I wondered what got him so angry.

"Where's Buttercup?" I felt a stab in my chest at the name of the girl I loved, the one who probably wanted nothing more to do with me.

"I don't know, probably at her house. Why?" He grabbed me by my shirt and pushed me into a chair.

"Well were you planning on apologizing any time soon?" My eyes widened at his implication, how did he know?

"How did you find out?" He snarled at me seemingly careless response, but if I was honest, I haven't apologized yet because: 1) I didn't know what to say, it's not like it was an accident, just a mistake. And 2) she never officially ended it and I didn't want her to.

"You're a fucking asshole, you know that? The girl is fucking crying to Bubbles because she's that fucking heartbroken. Bubbles called me demanding me to find out just what the FUCK you were thinking." I felt immense guilt at the thought of my girl, my tough girl, crying. She never cried, not even when she broke her arm for god's sake.

"I-I don't know… I was waiting on the beach and this hot blonde walked up to me all sexy and shit and she just kissed me and I guess I kissed back since there was nobody there to stop me. Then I heard Buttercup say something and she threw a box at me, which turned out to have a pair of keys in it. I just don't know what they go to." He gave me a hard glare, a livid look in his eyes.

"Why don't you check the garage." He coolly walked off, obviously disgusted with what I did and honestly I was too. I slowly made my way to the garage and opened the door, one thing standing out from every other piece of junk in there: a green and black dirt bike, the same one I've been eyeing in that one shop, something I never thought she noticed.

"FUCK!" I kicked a random ball that was lying around in the garage and realized just HOW big of a dick I was. I realized I at least had to TRY and apologize to her. I walked upstairs to my room and grabbed her present, then flew to her house, realizing there were two more cars in the driveway than normal. Blossom must've just got here too.

It took all the guts I had to knock on the door of her house, the house that contained three vengeful girls. I was lucky when Blossom opened the door, Bubbles probably would've killed me and Buttercup wouldn't have opened the door.

"What the hell do you want, didn't you do enough?" I looked down guiltily and then back up to her.

"Where is she? I need to talk to her." Blossom's glare hardened and she moved to shut the door, but I held it open. "Please. I need to talk to her. Now." She didn't budge and I knew she wasn't about to let me see her vulnerable sister.

"Blossom who's at the door?" I wanted to cry at the voice. It belonged to Buttercup, but had a waver to it that told me she had just finished crying. She looked back in a panic, trying to keep her away from me.

"Don't worry about it Buttercup, it's nobody important!" I growled and called out to Buttercup.

"Buttercup, it's me! I need to talk to you!" Her sister turned to give me a nasty glare as I heard her light footsteps walk towards the door. I was shot with guilt as she appeared before me, her face flushed slightly and her eyes puffy from crying, her green eyes glistening with unshed tears.

"Blossom, can I talk with him for a moment?" Her voice sounded steady, but I knew it was an act, her eyes gave it away. Her sister nodded reluctantly and walked back in the house and she stepped out, closing the door behind her.

"What do you want?" She didn't even sound angry, just hurt. I couldn't look in her eyes in fear of what I would see.

"Buttercup, I'm so so sorry. I honestly didn't even know what I was doing. She just walked up and kissed me and I guess I wasn't paying attention and kissed back on instinct… I love YOU, you gotta believe me…" I dared to look up at her face only to be met with a look of utter betrayal and pain on her face, as if I had just shot her in the heart.

"Why didn't you at least try to call me sooner? You know that happened like, three hours ago? How many other beach sluts did you kiss? Actually, I don't want to know…" her voice broke a little on the last word and I felt like an awful piece of shit for being the reason for it.

"I'm sorry, I was just scared of what you were going to do to me! I didn't know how to explain it to you and I didn't want you to officially break up with me because I love you so fucking much and I can't live without you! Here, this is what I got you for our one year." I handed her the bag and she put it down next to her, more focused on me than the present.

"I don't know Butch. I don't even know what to think right now. I honestly couldn't tell myself if I want to leave you or give you a second chance. I trusted you and you threw it back at my face, I never cheated on you Butch, and there were plenty of times when I could've." I was so scared she was going to end it with me.

"Buttercup, please, I swear it won't happen again, it was a huge mistake and I've already learned from it. I love you so much and I can't lose you. I'll do ANYTHING for you to keep me around." She looked torn between what to do and I felt bad for putting her in this position.

"How do I know you aren't just saying that? You told me you wouldn't cheat on me when we started dating and that I could trust you, but I found out today that you lied to me…" This didn't sound like it was going in my favor…

"What can I do to make it up to you? I'll do ANYTHING I swear. I never wanted to hurt you Buttercup, it was a huge mistake and I didn't even think about it." She gave me a hurt look and turned her gaze to the ground.

"Give me a week, I'll think about it." I could only nod solemnly as she picked up the bag and walked inside, but I didn't let her go inside without letting her know how much I loved her.

"I love you Buttercup. You and only you." I saw her flinch and I flew home, not wanting to make her feel obligated to say anything she didn't mean back.

Buttercup's POV

I walked inside and walked up to my room where my sisters were anxiously waiting for me.

"Sooo, what happened?"

"Yeah, spill!"

I put down the bag and sat on my bed. "He apologized a bunch of times, asked me to keep him around and said he loved me and that he made a mistake… I told him to give me a week to think about it and honestly, I have no idea what to do…" Bubbles and Blossom sent me a sad look and I looked away.

"Buttercup, how can you trust him..? How can you even consider taking him back?" I let a few more tears fall down my face.

"Bubbles, you love Boomer right?"

"Yeah, but what does this have to do with anything?"

"I'm getting to that. Now be honest, if Boomer messed up, would you be too fast to break up with him, or would you want to work it out?" My baby sister looked down and I knew she was seeing things from my perspective now.

"I guess I would want to work it out with him…" I let a sad smile cross my face.

"See, that's what I mean. I can't just let him go like that… but at the same time, I don't know if I can trust him anymore…" My sisters looked like they were thinking hard, but they were coming up empty too, they had never been cheated on before and it made me wonder if maybe it was just that I wasn't enough for him.

"I just don't get it… was I not good enough for him? Brick and Boomer are happy with you guys." I was never the special one when it came to my sisters. I was the only one without a REAL special power, the professor's least favorite, my name was the only one that had no meaning, and I was never one of the cute preppy girls that everyone wanted and I couldn't help but think that's why Butch went for some girly blonde chick.

"Buttercup, he told you he loved you! If he didn't he wouldn't have made the effort or got you whatever is in the bag!" I ha almost forgotten about the bag until Bubbles brought it up. I grabbed the bag and opened it to reveal an XBox with the three games we always play at his house. I felt an actual smile spread across my face and the present alone was enough to let me know that Bitch liked my not so girly personality. Just looking at the game station brought back all the good memories I shared with Butch on the games alone, much less everything else we did.

He didn't know, but his choice on gift might have saved our relationship. Not because I liked the gift, which I did, but because I knew every other boyfriend would've just bought a cliché diamond necklace or something.

"Shit, I need to go…" I opened my window and flew out towards Butch's house in my too big jersey and yoga shorts. I landed in front of his house knowing full well that I looked a hot ass mess. Without even thinking I banged on the door until someone answered, Brick. I quickly straightened up and tried to look as strong as possible.

"Oh my god, what happened?" I guess he could see through my facade. I dropped the act and allowed myself to look as miserable as I really was.

"Can I talk to Butch?" He gave me a concerned look but nodded and called for my counterpart.

"Butch, you have a visitor!" I heard the sound of him running down the stairs and watched as he froze when he saw me at the door.

"Buttercup… what are you doing here?" Brick looked back and forth between us, confused.

"Umm, isn't she your girlfriend? Aren't you used to her coming over?" I looked down and ignored the comment.

"Can I come in?" My voice sounded weaker than I wanted it to, but I didn't even care at this point. Butch nodded to Brick and he opened the door wider to let me in. I hesitantly stepped into the house and walked towards Butch. He was about to say something, but I desperately flung my arms around him and buried my face in his chest. He returned the embrace and pressed his nose into my hair.

"I love you Butch." I barely squeaked it out, but he kissed the top of my head letting me know he heard it.

"I love you so so much Buttercup, do you forgive me?" I didn't respond in words, nut nodded into his chest. He pulled away to look in my eyes. "I'm so sorry, it will never happen again." He tilted my chin up and kissed me sweetly, nothing too much, and right now, I was grateful for that.

"HOLD UP! What happened?" Both of us turned towards Brick, I had forgotten he was there. Neither of us really wanted to say it so thankfully Boomer yelled from the other room.

"The son of a bitch cheated on her!" Brick's curious look shifted to an angry one directed towards my boyfriend.

"What the fuck Butch! You can't do better than her!" He looked down and pulled me closer to him.

"I know…" Boomer walked in and saw me under his arm.

"No fucking way, you took him back?! What the hell, I would've dumped his sorry ass!" Butch turned a glare towards his younger brother.

"What the hell Boom?! Her reputation might not show it, but she's really forgiving! Plus, we love each other. A lot." He leaned down to kiss me again and I happily kissed him back. I just hope I didn't make a mistake in taking him back…

AN: so there ya go! Extremely dramatic and honestly I thought about having her leave his ass, but I couldn't bring myself to do it, I just love them too much. Anyways, please review!