Before the Storm

by CozItRunsInMyBlood

*INSPIRED BY TRUE STORY* Drabble: It was her fault. Everything was her fault. Even the global warming – it was her fault. This was how I convinced myself how it was okay to do the wrong that I was doing. It was how I justified my acts. It was what made me able to look at myself in the mirror. It was how I told myself that it was alright to be a cheater.

2. Chapter 2

~BtS~

No this isn't what I wanted
Never thought it'd come this far
Thinkin' back to where we started
And how we lost all that we are

Tonight was the night.

I was going to tell her tonight. It had been going on for months, and it just needed to stop. I was tired of feeling so angry, tired of feeling so low. And I just had to do it.

I had to tell her that we needed to get a divorce.

Hopping out of the car, I closed the door behind me and stood there, staring at the front door of my house. The house that once held so many memories of love and care. But that was long gone. Love was gone; leaving behind a place full of anger and fights and screaming and ignoring and I-have-a-headache-please-don't-touch-me.

And … I just couldn't take it anymore, she had to know that we should break up; it was the right thing to do. For everyone.

Well, maybe not for Seth, but if one day he blamed me for it, I'll just tell him it was his mother's fault. Because it was the truth.

I took the few steps to my step door, put the key in and then turned it, opening the door.

Silence. There was only silence filling the place.

It was the first time I came home early and didn't hear Seth's little voice calling 'Daddy!' while his footsteps landed loud and fast as he ran to hug me in greeting.

"I'm home." I decided to announce my presence, waiting to see if maybe he didn't hear me opening the door.

"Bedroom." I heard Bella calling, my first reaction was to roll my eyes and huff. I left the hallway to seek her out. I planned on taking a shower first, but I would sit with her and tell her about what I wanted for us.

Inside our bedroom, I saw Bella lying on the bed. She was curled into a ball on her side and I couldn't see her face. Not that I cared, but I wished that she was at least fully awake so we can talk, it was only 8 PM for fuck's sake!

Still, I was determined to have this talk tonight and I knew that the word 'divorce' would get her attention enough to wake her up, attention that I craved for months but she was too wrapped up in herself to give to me.

Enough of that now.

~BtS~