Mila

ryan was currently at his house. he paced back and forth while lorelai just watched. “this is your fault!” he told her.

the girl somehow found out where he lived and welcomed herself inside. obviously he was mad but there was no way to get her out.

“ryan you can do so much better than y/n… that’s common sense.” she rolled her eyes and stood up.

he looked her dead in her eyes. “no one is better than y/n. lorelai u don’t get it i have a kid with her!” he flailed his arms around.

lorelai huffed as she grabbed onto ryan’s collar. “yo back off..-“ he told her and lightly pushed her. “y/ns a bitch.. she literally cheated on you and you just brushed it off.. pathetic.”

she degraded him. “i-i’m not pathetic.. and y/n doesn’t like being called a bitch either.” ryan defended. he was into this type of stuff.

“your the most pathetic man in the world ryan.” their faces were inches away before her hand crept onto his cheek and she pulled him in.

he melted into her kiss. he groaned and lorelai smiled as she pushed him down onto the couch. she was on top of him, kissing him messily.

the door soon unlocked. “ryan?” you asked as you peeked into the kitchen. your eyes widen in disbelief. “oh fuck no.” you throw your purse down.

ryan pushed lorelai off of him and wiped her lipstick off with the back of his hand, only smudging it more. “y/n! i can explain!”

“oh both of y’all some bitches! especially you!” you pointed at lorelai. “you poisoned my kid when you knew she was allergic and then you go over and fuck with my baby daddy?!” you move your hands around.

you kick your heels off as ryan gets up. he blocks you from getting to lorelai. “ryan james demma you better move your ass before i move you myself.”

“y/n we can explain-“ “nah! i don’t wanna hear shit from this bitch or you ryan! your supposed to be supporting me and eve but here you are fucking with some bimbo whore!”

lorelai furrows her brows “your the bimbo whore bitch!” she shouted. silence takes over the living room. you stop in your tracks as soon as she says that.

“did you just call me a bitch?” you act confused. ryan stares at you, his brows furrowed in confusion. lorelai nodded proudly.

you took this moment to push ryan down and jump onto lorelai. she screams as you punch at her face. “you need to go.” you grabbed her by her hair.

you dragged her off the couch. “let go of me!” she kicked. “your making this harder than it has to be.” you said as you open the front door.

ryan followed behind as you dragged lorelai out and onto the concrete. “go home to whatever trash you came from whore!” you let her hair go.

you kicked her one final time before turning to ryan. “oh and you,” you walk up to him and grabs his ear.

he grabs your wrist. “ow! ow! y/n let go!” he pleads as you bring him back inside. you let go of his ear and smacks him.

“what were you thinking?! your absolutely unbelievable ryan!” you punched his chest repeatedly.

he didn’t bother fighting back. he just took the punches. ryan never fought back against you for some reason. “i can’t believe i even had a child with you.”

you slide your heels back on, tears fighting to pour. “you better be at the trampoline park next week.” you sniff as you pick up your purse.

“what’s next week?” “oh just great! fucking great! you fuck one bird brained bitch and you forget your own daughters birthday! don’t even bother coming.” you don’t even look at him.

he can’t know your weak like this. “stop crying.” he mumbled. “i’m not fucking crying ryan god your not all that to be crying over anyway,” you choke.

“you go bald atleast twice a year, you dress like a teenage emo boy, you have guns, fucking he’ll i’m out of here. fuck you and your stupid tattoos!” you head for the door.

suddenly, he embraced you from the back. you look down at his arm that had your name tattooed next to evelynns.

“ryan let go..” you cry. you tried to fight his hug but you were too weak and his arms were to tight around you. you guys stay like that for a while before he lets you go.

“drive safe.” he says before walking away. “fucking die.” you tell him before walking out. you heels clicked against the steps as you wiped your tears.

you shouldn’t be crying over this but you can’t stop. you get into your car and you just sit there. your mind racing. you roll your eyes and take a few deep breaths before backing out of his driveway.