KlaineFan01
Sept. 27, 2013, 7 p.m.
There You Are: Chapter 1
K - Words: 277 - Last Updated: Sep 27, 2013 Story: Closed - Chapters: 1/? - Created: Sep 27, 2013 - Updated: Sep 27, 2013 122 0 0 0 0
Author's Notes: I got the idea while watching The Diary of A Bad Black Woman by Tyler Perry, great movie
Kurt's POV
"What?" I asked, shocked.
"I want a divorce." Tom said, that's what I thought he had said.
"Why?" I thought we were doing good.
"Because I just don't feel the same way anymore. I'm sorry." Tom said.
He was sorry? So what? Sorry didn't mean shit to me right now. I gave that prick 10 years of my life and now all of a sudden he didn't feel the same anymore. Was there someone else?
"Is there someone else?" I had to know, even if it killed me.
Tom says nothing, that's all I need to know.
"Oh my god," I say looking away from him. "There is isn't there?"
Tom still says nothing.
"Answer me!" I say.
"Fine, yes okay! There is. I'm sorry."
"Yeah well sorry doesn't mean shit now does it Tom."
Tom looks down sadly, not that I care anymore. If he didn't care about me then I didn't care about him. Except that I did still love the jerk, that wasn't going to stop just because he didn't feel the same all of a sudden.
After not saying anything for a few moments I walk into our, now his, room and gets a suitcase out. I pack some of my clothes, my creams and some other stuff I'll need.
"What are you doing?" Tom asked, he was standing in the doorway.
"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm packing." I say as I zip up the suitcase.
"Where are you going?" What business was it of his.
"None of your business. That's where." I say as I walk out of the bedroom.
"Wait, Kurt please wait." Tom says following me.
"Fine if you want to know. I'm going to my dad's. So send the divorce papers to his address."
"What?" I asked, shocked.
"I want a divorce." Tom said, that's what I thought he had said.
"Why?" I thought we were doing good.
"Because I just don't feel the same way anymore. I'm sorry." Tom said.
He was sorry? So what? Sorry didn't mean shit to me right now. I gave that prick 10 years of my life and now all of a sudden he didn't feel the same anymore. Was there someone else?
"Is there someone else?" I had to know, even if it killed me.
Tom says nothing, that's all I need to know.
"Oh my god," I say looking away from him. "There is isn't there?"
Tom still says nothing.
"Answer me!" I say.
"Fine, yes okay! There is. I'm sorry."
"Yeah well sorry doesn't mean shit now does it Tom."
Tom looks down sadly, not that I care anymore. If he didn't care about me then I didn't care about him. Except that I did still love the jerk, that wasn't going to stop just because he didn't feel the same all of a sudden.
After not saying anything for a few moments I walk into our, now his, room and gets a suitcase out. I pack some of my clothes, my creams and some other stuff I'll need.
"What are you doing?" Tom asked, he was standing in the doorway.
"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm packing." I say as I zip up the suitcase.
"Where are you going?" What business was it of his.
"None of your business. That's where." I say as I walk out of the bedroom.
"Wait, Kurt please wait." Tom says following me.
"Fine if you want to know. I'm going to my dad's. So send the divorce papers to his address."