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WARNING: G!P Bo, a little aggressiveness and smut. If you don't like, please don't read.
IT has felt like someone has stabbed a very long knife deep into her heart, or more perfectly, you can say someone might have electrocuted her with more than 3000 volts. Yes, she's heard right. Divorce.
Call it a very perfect timing, or a very perfect shit-tuation(that's what Kenzi calls). Her wife has uttered the d-word, now, at this very moment. At least, she could've uttered it some other appropriate time, or when they are into some shouting matches. But what feels so strange is that Bo's having this strange pain inside her heart, may be whole body.
And she doesn't know why, for fuck's sake.
"What !" This is all she can manage after a few seconds of being still as one of Michaelangelo's statues. Immediately, she untangles from Lauren and stands few feets away, eyes blazing furiously. Lauren just arches a perfectly-shaped eyebrow while smoothing her skirt.
"I mean- why ?" Bo hisses, looking a little bit confused but more angry.
"That shouldn't concern you." Lauren challenges back, getting off from the table.
"Ye-no! NO! It doesn't!", growls the brunette, almost screams. "But I need a reason."
"Why should I give you a reason ?"
"Because I, uh, I'll have to give mother some valid reason. She'll be furious when she knows this." Bo replies, looking somewhat nervous. She can't figure out what at this situation, because she never faced one.
"I will tell Aife myself, you don't have to worry about that."
"And she'll blame ME for this !"
"No, she won't. I assure you that of." Lauren's voice is now serious, making Bo nervous some more. Her palms have started to sweat, and so does her forehead.
She lets out a frustrated huff and runs her hands through her wavy manes furiously. You don't want a divorce. Because you don't want Lauren away from you. So deal with it.
"Please, don't do this. Aife will be very sad." The brunette whispers, almost in a pleading voice. Her conscious self wants to kick her, but those words are like automatically coming out of her. "Tell me, whatever you want. I'll give you. A jet? Island? Jewellery? Eifel Tower? World's biggest library? A whole hospital? Leader in any of the communities or of both? Just name it, and I'll give that!"
Lauren gasps for a second, and then lets out a laugh. A melancholic laugh that has made Bo flich. She proceeds toward the bruntte, invading her space. Looking up directly at those pained cholcolate orbs, she tries to suppress her own pain.
"Those are what you have given me till now, Bo. High class status among the Fae society, endless money, jewellery, diamonds, the most expensive perfumes of the world, a grand honeymoon, physical pleasure that three-fourth of world's women population won't even experience in their next seven lives, and many more that I've never in my dreams was able to wish to afford. I'm one of those few lucky girls in the whole universe, and others are jealous of me. But, do you know what I really want in my life ?", She asks softly, her voice almost starting to break. Bo can't take anymore, so she averts her head not to look at those beautiful hazel eyes, full of something deep she can't figure.
"Happiness, Bo. Like every other girl, just a fistful of happiness."
Bo shuts her eyes immediately at Lauren's heartfelt confession. Her own heart is now throbbing painfully. She tries to process all the things the blonde has said now, but fails miserably. She lets out a heavy sigh, and slowly opens her eyes. Still keeping her head bowed, she asks in a cold voice, but all it comes out is full of unknown pain, "Was I not enough for you ?"
Lauren gulps. Deep down, she knows Bo is honest, even with a question. "No, Bo. You're more than enough for me." She then pauses, to finally whisper the one thing she can cope herself with.
"But was I ?"
It strikes like her heart has sank deep below the Pacific Ocean and Bo might not reach for it. She continues her silence, still not looking back at those soulful eyes. A feeling of unkown guilty washes over her.
Lauren waits for the response, but then chuckles at her own misery. "You know, from everyone's perspective, it should be me who ought to take charge of our marriage, given I'm older then you. But taking charge and just being enough is not what it takes, and I'm not supposed to teach you everything, Bo. You're 27."
"I'm a Fae, Lauren. Not a God! I can't be perfect!" Bo seethes in shakey voice.
"No one's perfect, Bo! And I never told you to be!"
The brunette runs her fingers into her unruly hair, feeling completely clueless and hurt. "I'm sorry, Lauren. I can't give you what you want. We're not designed for this. Even if I'm married, I'm unable to give you every happiness.", whispers she, closing her eyes to soothe her soul once more.
"Just tell that you don't want me, and I'm not enough for you, Bo. Because you don't want to give me happiness, even though you can."
"Please, don't say this."
"Don't. Not anymore." Lauren snaps back in a cold voice, making Bo flinch once again. With one last look at those chocolate eyes, now brows knitted together in pained expression, she turns around and dashes out of the room.
Bo stands there dumbfond, watching her wife storm out of the room. With a loud thud, she sits flat on her chair. Sighing heavily, she presses the button of her intercom.
"Yes, Ma'am ?" The voice of her receptionist comes through the machine.
"Dorothy, I want you to cancel the next meeting. And no one disturbs me for rest of the day."
"Sure, Ma'am. Is there anything else ?"
"No. That's all. Thank you."
She cuts off the line and turns to face the sky through the glass. For the first time in her life, she feels defeated, very much.
With a sigh, Lauren closes the door of their bedroom. Her head looks up at the patterned celling. No, she isn't insane or has lost any of her sense. But she's sure that her decision is right. At least, she can give a good bet on it.
It's been hardly four months of their marriage and this big step, what will her mom think? Or other relatives? Aife?
No, Lauren. They aren't married to your arrogant hot spouse. Stop thinking.
But the white side inside her?
She is just so young to understand the responsibilities. Give her chance. She's worth her own blood.
NO! Lauren snaps out. Bo may deserve it, but how and what will be the outcome in the future? She can't let an innocent expose to the horrendous lifestyle of Bo Dennis. Either way the brunette has to pull her big girl pants and become a responsible person, or she leaves her slamming the divorce. Who fucking cares what or how she lives, whom and how many she takes to bed. Lauren will never let happen something bad.
Without thinking, she switches her auto-pilot mode on, stripping all the garments and heading inside the shower. She needs herself some time and more fresh air.
The gloomy atmosphere inside the resturant matches exactly with Bo's mood. Absent minded, she pushes the fork inside her mouth, chewing the sphagetti slowly. After sitting inside her office for a while, she couldn't bear to stay there anymore, and came out to buy some time to herself. She needed to process everything. So here she is now in this resturant, munching on sphagetti and red wine, simply because she can only think sane while eating.
Bo doesn't simply get what the hell Lauren said earlier. She agrees they do fight, tons a day. But these reasons aren't things that should bother Lauren, she can say it despite being married less than half a year.
Then a sad thought crosses her mind.
Is it that Taft? She still loves him, doesn't she?
Yes?
No?
May be?
But then, it's valid. After all, they had an arrange marriage. She can fall in love with that guy, just like others.
Not everyone's like you, Dennis. They believe in love.
Immediately, she shuts her eyes tight. All these unnecessary thoughts need to be gone. Deep down, they hurt like bitch. They do, indeed.
"Deep thoughts ?"
Her eyes open in a fast reflex only to find Ryan smirking. Irritation floods her face as she frowns at him. God knows what the motherfucker is doing here now.
"What are you doing here?"
"Umm, needed some lunch ?"
"And, how did you find me ?"
"That black McLaren outside is familiar. So came to say hi to the owner." Ryan slips on the chair opposite her and folds his arms over his chest with a smug smile.
Bo rolls her eyes out of irritation. Seriously, it has to be a bad day, or worse. She orders the waiter for the bill.
"You're leaving ?", asks the Loki dumbfond.
"Can't you see ?"
"But it has been less then a minute I've arrived here"
"So? What does it have to do with me ?" The brunette challenges with a raised eyebrow.
Ryan narrows his eyes. He's isn't fond of others backing him off. "That's not very polite of yours."
With a huff, she runs her hands through her hair. "Look, I'm having a bad day. And I really need to go back to the office."
As the waiter arrives, she gets busy to pay the bill.
"We can go to my villa, and", leans the Loki to face her and utters huskily,"we can find a way to release some stress of yours, I've bought few interesting toys."
Bo tilts her head up to give him a straight look. He smirks back raking his eyes over her ample cleavage and back to her eyes. With a sigh, she gets up from her seat. She doesn't need to have this shit right now.
"What! Still no?"
"NO. Not today, Ryan. Don't you understand that ?", she mutters and walks away, leaving the shocked Loki behind. They never needed any coaxing for a good time. But she can't afford today.
"As you wish!", hisses Ryan. "But we both know, you won't be resisting it anytime soon, Bo."
At those words, she haults. "We'll see."
And, she gets out of the room.
The sky is almost clear, with some clouds sailing neatly. No sunrays, just pleasant weather. The scent of some unknown wild flower far has filled the air. The softness of the grass providing comfort on Lauren's back as she's laid flat on them, just staring blank straight to the sky. The calming sound of the water down a few meters from the brooke feels wonderful to her ears. But despite of enjoying such wonderful gifts from Mother Nature, she can't cope with the sadness surrounding her.
When things turn out bad, she comes here to seek some solace and peace, letting herself for the nature to engulf her within. She discovered the place when she was 9. No one knows about this place, more or less she thinks so. But today, the pain is being a bit heavy. She didn't mean to utter the issue all of a sudden while they were having some rushed moments. The shocked look on Bo's beautiful face is floating near in front of her eyes. She could see hurt behind those chocolate orbs, even if the brunette managed so good to hide it. It pained her more than it might have pained Bo.
But, isn't she doing the right thing? Yes, according to her, she is.
Does Bo deserve her? No.
Why would she be? The brunette has people following her like puppies, better then her.
Does she even notice Lauren?
Does she even look at her?
Could she see things changing?
Lauren's increasing appetite to bigger diets?
Those morning sickness?
Her skin glowing?
Ironically,
How can she? She doesn't care for you, Lauren. And when she finds out, that will become a nightmare.
She sighs sadly. Slowly, she runs her hands over her soft abdomen skin.
"You see, my peanut? This is how I've been living for four months. I didn't want to be away from your mommy. Still, would be tolerating her reckless ways of living, silently. Wouldn't even have uttered a single protest. And you know why? Because I love her. Yes, I'm in love with her, impossibly."
With a soft tilt, she looks down her bare stomach, a sad smile creeps her face, a single tear escaping.
"But now that you've come, I've to leave her. I can't let you grow up in such indecent lifestyle. Mummy doesn't ever want, Heaven forbids, you to grow up like Mommy. I can't let your childhood exposed to such environment. To change Mommy is beyond my reach, that I came to know from day one. Only she is the one who can change herself."
"I'm sorry, baby. I'm so sorry to put you through such, even before you've come to the earth. But Mummy has to do it. It would hurt even more when Mommy sees us as a horror, when she denies to accept. Because she isn't ready, yet. I'm really sorry, my beautiful little peanut. We'll have to leave her, for good."
I'M VERY VERY VERY VERY MUCH SORRY I COULDN'T POST EARLIER. I HAD A CAR ACCIDENT, INJURED MY LEG AND RIBS VERY BADLY, WAS IN THE HOSPITAL FOR THREE MONTHS. I MISSED MY MID SEM EXAMS, AND HAD TO GIVE THEM AFTERWARDS. AND SO MANY OTHER CHAOS. THE SHOCK WAS TOO MUCH. WAS IN MENTAL DEPRESSION FOR SOME TIME. RECOVERED, CAME BACK. AND NOW I'M IN SOME LIVING FORM, SORT OF.
THANK YOU ALL FOR SUPPORTING ME AND MY STORIES. I CAME TO THE FF WORLD LOSING A BET, AND NOW IT TURNED INTO A HOBBY, SOMETHING TO SHARE MY HAPPINESS WITH, SOMETHING I CHERISH. SO KEEP READING, DROPPING REVIEWS, FOLLOWING AND ALL. THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE SOON, AND THE OTHER STORY ALSO :)
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Lots of love, TheAgni xoxo. 3