Chapter 3: 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

ᴾˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ᴹᵉ

ɢɪʀʟ, ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴘᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʟᴏᴠɪɴ' ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜ

ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ꜱᴀʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱʜɪᴛ (ᴜʜ)

ᴄᴀʀᴅɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴘʟᴀʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱʜɪᴛ (ʏᴇᴀʜ)

ᴅᴏ ᴍʏ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ʀᴇᴄᴏʀᴅꜱ, ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱʜɪᴛ

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I sat on the bed, silk robe on and wine in hand. It seems like I have developed a wine habit over the past 4 months. 'I'm better than this' is what I keep telling myself, but yet, fail to stop.

For the past two hours, I had been trying to hype myself up for when he comes home. I'm going to confront him and be the bad bitch I am. So what if he's cheating on me? I could always find someone else... maybe... it's probably not likely. Hot single mom? Yeah I could totally pull that off.

Not too long after being stuck in my mind, I heard footsteps. I knew it was him and I was ready for it. I fixed my robe and put on my bad bitch face.

The door lightly swung opened and I watched my Armin walk into the room without detecting me yet. He had reached the closet and came out in some sweats and a wife beater.

'Ugh he's so fine, this makes this so much harder.'

Finally he had noticed me and jumped in surprise. "Oh Y/N, almost gave me a heart attack." He lightly chuckled but stopped when he saw that I wasn't laughing. My face muscles hadn't even twitched in amusement, this worried him.

"We need to talk."

I got up and placed the wine glass on the night stand, he watched my every move with careful analyzation. I could feel the hair on my skin rise, I knew he was watching me and that slightly turned me on.

But I had to be strong, and I had to be mad. I sat back down on the bed and clutched my robe tight.

"About what? What's wrong babe?" He inched closer and I held my hand out for him to stop where he stood.

"Armin are you cheating on me?" His eyes widened to a size I didn't even know was possible."What?! Of course not! Why would you think that?!" He came closer and I once again put up my hand hoping he'd listen and respect the boundaries given. Luckily he did, but he was hurt.

"Let's not lie, it makes things so much harder." I rolled my eyes, folding my arms in front of my chest. I could see him look at my breasts for a split second before looking back at me. "I swear to the titans I'm not lying Y/N, please believe me!"

"Then explain to me why I saw you with another woman that wasn't your momma or your sister, entering a jewelry store together. And don't lie to me either because I have proof."

I opened my phone and showed him the picture I had took before me and Ymir continued with our girl's day out.

His mouth opened then closed again, it went on like a broken record until I finally said something. "Armin so help me, if you don't tell me what the fuck is going on I will pack my bags and-"

"Y/N I swear it's not what it seems... I can explain!"

'Not him interrupting my threat'

"Then please do so. And if anything but the truth comes out of your mouth, believe me when I say you won't be seeing me ever again."

"I-I was with her because I wanted to get you a gift... I couldn't go to my sister because she was busy with wedding planning and my mom was teaching."

He looked like he was about to cry. I felt bad but I had to get to the bottom of this. There was no way I was gonna be the other woman.

"Please believe me when I say I would never cheat on you, in this life or the next. You're my everything, the love of my life, high school sweetheart, and the mother of my children."

He grabbed my hand, and placed a light kiss on it. Never once did he break eye contact. He was always good at manipulating teachers back in high school so how can I trust that he isn't manipulating me.

I didn't peep a word, I wasn't exactly trusting of his word and I think he could tell. His hope has steadily decreased when he noticed how skeptical you were about his word. He couldn't lose you, he just couldn't.

"Y-you can even ask her yourself, her name is Janet we're coworkers, she'll prove to you that I'm not lying. You can even check my entire phone if you want."

He was in actual tears now. He fumbled to get his phone out of his pocket and handed it to me with shaky hands. I gently took it and unlocked the phone with ease since it didn't have a passcode.

I scrolled through the contacts to find this 'Janet' lady and pressed on the contact waiting for her to pick up.

The whole time I was staring right in his eyes, he still remained with the eye contact. The only difference being that they were red and puffy. The guilt was starting to get to me, but I was in too deep at this point.

She had finally picked up.

"Hello, Armin?"

"This is actually his wife. This is Janet correct?"

"This is her, you must be Y/N! I hope you liked the gift, Armin was so excited to give it to you."

I cocked a brow, still staring him dead in the eye to see if he'd crack. "Is that so? I haven't seen this gift yet but I'm sure it's wonderful."

"Oh well I hope you see it soon, it's beautiful! Also was there something you needed?"

"Yes actually, just a quick question. Are you having an affair with my husband?"

"Oh dear god no! Between you and me, I prefer women." She snickered on the other line and I laughed in response. We had said our goodbyes, and I made sure to quickly apologize to her, to which she was understanding about.

"It looks like you're off the hook Armin."

His face lit up with joy, at this point I felt like a horrible person. But at the same time it still didn't answer all my questions.

"She probably told you about the gift, hold on I'll go get it." He quickly ran off to the closet and came back out with a small bag. In that bag he pulled out a small purple velvet box.

He opened it, revealing such a beautiful ring. Tears welled up in my eyes as he took it out of the box and slid it on my finger.

"This is the ring I wanted to give you for our wedding day, but I couldn't afford it at the time." He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly as a tint of pink spread across his cheeks. "I really hope you like it."

I couldn't keep it together. The guilt, embarrassment, and love- all terribly meshed together.

"Armin... it's beautiful. I'm so sorry I accused you of cheating, it's just you were always coming home late and drunk and-" Armin had given me a loving, passionate kiss. A kiss I always seem to melt into.

He wiped my tears and smiled lovingly at me. "It's alright Y/N, it's my fault, I shouldn't have acted the way I did. I just couldn't come home..."

Even after accusing him of cheating he ended up apologizing to me. But I frowned, not understanding. Did I do something wrong for him to avoid coming home?

"I'm sorry if I did something-"

"No you didn't do anything! It's me. I'm the problem." I caressed his cheeks, stroking the dried up tears on his face. "What's wrong Armin? Please talk to me."

He got up from the bed and stood in front of me—his face as red as could be and his eyes were tightly shut closed.

"Wha-"

"I didn't want to come home because ever since that night, I couldn't stop thinking about it. And every time I come home, I just want to fuck you so bad. I want to fuck you until you cry and make you scream until you can't anymore."

He took a deep breath.

"But I'm scared you're going to hate me. Or worse, that I might hurt you. I just get so turned on whenever I see you. You're all I think about when I'm at work, i'm always getting hard just thinking about you. I'm obsessed!"

His blush continued to darken which led to him covering his face with his hands. My eyes widened not expecting him to say something like that.

' We really need to work on better communication tho.'

"Is that why always masturbated in the bathroom whenever we got done with doing it?" He was obviously embarrassed, but nevertheless, nodded in response.

I got up from the bed and stopped right in front of him, I slowly took his hands away from his face just for him to look away from me.

But it didn't matter because I was going to tell him how I feel and what I want.

"Armin I literally think about that night 24/7. I love having sex with you but you're too gentle. It's obvious that we both want the same thing... You want to fuck me into the oblivion, and I want to be slutted out."

He looked shocked, flabbergasted even. "Really?"

"Yes really." I whined.

He licked his lips as his eyes hung low with lust, I could see it in his eyes that he desired one thing. That one thing being me.

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