Song: Gravity
Artist: Papa Roach f. Maria Brink
Pairing: Butchercup
Angst/Romance

Gravity

Restless nights were Butch's new ordeal, he tossed and turned in his bed, all these lies he's been living with won't let him drift into sleep. He was sick of all these lies, he was full of sin but could not bring himself to confess to anyone, especially her. What would she do when she found out everything that he has been doing behind her back? But he couldn't stop, he can't stop no matter how hard he tried. He was hooked on it, he was hooked on fame, he was hooked on all these women. But they meant nothing to him, so why couldn't he stop? For his sake? For Buttercup's sake?

He slowly lifted himself off the bed, careful not to wake the sleeping beauty next to him. The serenity features of her face as she slept away, unknowing of the internal battles he had to go through every night. He sat at the edge of the bed, his head rested on his hands. He needs to come clean, it's not fair to her. He's come close to confessing to her so many times in the past but always bypassed it in fear of the outcome. He can't live without her, which will eventually be the inevitable when he spills the truth. "Fuck" he whispered as he stood up and made his way to get a glass of water.

"Buttercup, I love you, I would never hurt you" he whispered into her ear as she moaned out his name. His hands caressing her breasts while her hands traveled down to unbuckle his pants. Her penetrating gaze on his forest green told him she trusted him, she knew, but she still whispered "I know, Butch" and those were the last coherent sentences spoken that night.

Butch placed the empty glass in the sink as he came back to reality. He meant it, each and every single word, he loves her, and she loves him, but unlike him, she has never hurt him. When was it that it changed for him? He didn't like what he had become. Someone who willingly hurts the one he loves. When did he fall in love with the ways of the world? He hated the monster he had turned into. As he entered the bedroom, he saw Buttercup was awake, the dim light from the lamp illuminating her still drowsy face.

She turned to meet his eyes and smiled at him "Hey, what are you doing up?"

Butch made his way to the bed and sat next to her "Couldn't sleep" he simply muttered, avoiding her gaze

Buttercup took his chin into her hand to make him look at her "Seems like it's almost every night now" she whispered as she placed a light kiss on his lips, followed by another on his cheek, and another along his scruffy chin.

Butch tried to stop her, really he did, he didn't want to be with her, not after being with... not tonight. But he was a monster, he let himself get lost on her touches, on her caresses that he dared compare to the girl he was with earlier today, when he was supposedly at work. Another lie to add to the infinite list.

By now Buttercup was straddling him, sucking on his ear lobe "I love you" she whispered in his ear, and those were the words that snapped him back to reality. He pushed her off him as his breathing became ragged. "You can't!"

Buttercup slowly lifted herself from the bed where she had fallen, unsettled by Butch's abrupt reaction. "Butch, what is going on? I can't what?" she asked as she hesitantly made her way to him "You've been off these past few weeks, I didn't want to meddle, you know that's not me, but after this sudden outburst..."

Butch took hold of her wrists, no longer in a right place of mind, as he shook her roughly "You can't love me Buttercup! Not after..." he stopped when he saw her frightened expression. He was sick of this hell he had dragged himself into, and now he was trying to drag her too. He slowly released her, an incredulous and concerned look on his face "Buttercup, I'm sorry... I didn't mean to hurt you" his words having a double meaning.

Buttercup's eyes glimmered from the tears that threatened to spill over her face "I can't love you after what, Butch?" she felt as if her whole world was about to crumble. Whatever words came out of his lips would change everything, that much she knew. "Butch?"

Butch shook his head "I'm sorry" was all he managed to say

She could feel it, she could feel the knife before she even saw it.

Butch finally brought himself to look her straight in the eye, "I've cheated on you... multiple times" he blacked out, he told her everything he ever did.

It was as if the words he was saying were in a completely different language, she couldn't bring herself to understand what was happening. "You said you loved me... you said you cared for me, you said that you would never hurt me"

"Buttercup, I do, I love you"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" she shouted, killing the silence "Do you tell that to everyone you've fucked with?" She was beyond mad, she was heartbroken. She gave her heart and soul to him, she though he loved her despite all her flaws.

"Buttercup, this is not who I am... I've turned into a devil... I love you... I need you"

Buttercup scoffed as she wiped her tears away "The man you were... he would've kicked your ass all over this god damn bedroom, you know that, don't you? You love me, you need me, yet you destroy me?" she made her way towards the door and opened it "I need to be alone"

Butch made her way over to her, kneeling down in front of her, hugging her waist "No, Buttercup, please let me explain"

Buttercup's face was void of emotion "There's nothing to explain, get out"

Butch kissed her stomach "Buttercup, please, it'll never happen again, I can't be without you" he clung to her as if his life depended on it.

Buttercup tries her best to pry him off and push him out "I need to be alone, Butch!" she repeats as she slams the door

Her emerald eyes drip with tears, the walls that make her strong just... collapse. Moment by moment, they fall. As much as she tried to hold it in, the pain came out like an uproar from her throat in the form of a silent scream. How could he take her for granted? How could he tell her he loved her and then go out and cheat on her? No, he wasn't going to change, cheaters never do.

Butch woke up with a throbbing pain on his neck, he looked at the clock on the wall, it read 8:15, he slowly got up to pull the curtains closed and catch a few more minutes of sleep when he noticed something outside. Upon further inspection, he concluded it was bags of clothing... his clothes. He quickly walked up to the bedroom door and tried to open it only to find it locked.

"Buttercup! open the door!" he banged on the door a bit harder than intended

"GET THE HELL AWAY!"

Butch pushed the door and broke it off its hinges "I'm not leaving, Buttercup!"

Buttercup looked at him defiantly "I'm not going to hurt you anymore" he said

"You can't never change all the things that you did! You're not a boyfriend, just a pig!"

Butch walked over to her "I'm going to change, this is not who I am, I wanna start over, wanna try this again" he took her hand in his, entwining their fingers

Buttercup let herself show weakness in front of him and let the tears drop, she hated him, but she loved him

"You're everything I need, everything I'm not" he whispered as he cupped her face to bring her lips to his, only for her to pull away. No, she was not falling for his words.

"No Butch!" she snatched her hand away from his "I can't be with you... I won't be with you, not after this"

"Buttercup..."

"GET OUT!"

"No Buttercup! You're my gravity"

"You should've told yourself that before you cheated on me" she scoffed as she made her way towards the front door.

"Buttercup, please, let's just talk about it" he pleaded, but to no avail.

Buttercup refused to look him in the eye, she knew if she did, she would end up forgiving him. She opened the front door for him "Just leave, Butch"

Butch sighed, OK, he'll leave for now, he was going to wait until she cooled down and try to talk to her. He was not going to give her up... even if he was losing her because of his drunken mistakes. He walked out and held the door open before she could slam it in his face "Fine! But I will be back Buttercup, I'm not letting you go"

"Do whatever the hell you want, Butch! Waste your god damn time, I'm done with you!" She slammed the door shut before she let herself fall on the floor. That day, a puzzle piece fell from her heart, as if it no longer belonged there.