Soph

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yours (the buccaneers, guy thwarte x reader, 13k)

(Gif credits go to the wonderful @vintagedolan)

Part 1: Y/n’s been keeping a secret from Grayson for years. Now it’s come out and everyone’s either physically or emotionally paying for it

Part 2: time for a road trip. Time to move on and keep pushing forward. Until y/n finds out she’s going to be stuck next to the one person she’s trying to move on from.

Part 3: the tension between y/n and Grayson comes to a head. Grayson admits to something that causes a physical confrontation, just not the one you’re expecting.

The Lodge Inspo

Part 4: The gang finally arrives at the cabin- something surprising waits for them. Grayson and Ethan confess a secret. Y/n’s feelings are hurt. Again. Grayson and Y/n finally have a talk- but does it do more harm than good?

Part 5: Y/n and Grayson are starting to feel frustrated by physical and emotional problems. After the rest of the group arrives- tensions rise as the two are forced into confronting each other. Y/n realizes she can’t run from her feelings any longer.

Part 1

Summary: It was time to face the music, enough pretending that everything is fine.

Warnings: Angst, Mentions of cheating

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You slowly began to approach his spot at the counter, trying to brace yourself for the conversation you had been putting off for long enough. “Ok.” You whispered, You hated how weak you sounded. Always so insecure. You stood awkwardly, shuffling your feet and twiddling your thumbs, the biggest sign of the nerves that were radiating throughout your whole body. You doubt he’d remember how anxious you get in stressful situations. You couldn’t even recall the last time you’d spoken without it leading to an argument.

The look on his face was unreadable, an eerily neutral expression plastered across his painfully beautiful face. After all he’d done to you. The hours you’d spent at the bottom of the shower floor, hot water scolding your bare skin or the countless amount of times you’d prepared his favourite meal, just for him to arrive home in the early morning, food long forgotten in the trash. The way your chest physically ached at the simple mention of his name. Through all the misery he had brought to your life over the past year, one thing remained unchanged. You still loved him.

Despite everything, you still fucking loved him. It was pathetic but your heart had clung to the hope that just maybe, he still loved you. While odds were stacked against you, they weren’t zero and on the small chance that you did still own a small fragment of his heart? That was enough for you. Enough to make you stay around. However, as much as you wished it would be true, deep in your heart you knew it wasn’t. Nobody puts someone they truly love through this pain, an avoidable pain if he’d of just called it off when he’d felt his feelings begin to fade.

“Look Y/N, there’s honestly no way I can sugar coat this. There’s no way I can make this any easier for you or me.” He paused. You swore the air had gotten thicker, it felt hard to breathe. “I’ve been seeing someone else.” This wasn’t new knowledge to you, but why did it hurt like the first time you’d found out? All of the sorrow you had felt cake flooding back, a tsunami of emotion washing over you. You felt everything single emotion for the one hundredth time, all at once. You were used to this feeling by now, being second best, always second best. That didn’t make it any less painful.

You looked up to meet his eyes. “Tell me truthfully Grayson, what did you want out of all of this? What did you think you would gain from this mess?” You questioned, desperately trying to hold back the tears pricking at your eyes. As if your heart couldn’t ache anymore than it already did, he sent another powerful punch to your already battered soul. “Her.”

You wanted nothing more than to cry out in agony, but a part of you refused to give into this. You deserved more than this. You deserved better.

“Who have you become Gray? You’re not the man I love, I don’t even recognise you anymore. You think this is the type of man your parents would be proud of? They didn’t raise you to be a fucking cheater. That’s what you are you know? You haven’t been ‘seeing someone’, You’ve been fucking cheating while I’m left alone in our empty house, trapped in my own thoughts! You’re just a kid, you only care about yourself.” You took in a sharp breath, “but I refuse to be second best to her any longer.”

“Y/N-“ He began. “Nothing can justify what you’ve done, you’ve ruined me. I don’t want to hear your lies anymore, you’re delusional if you think anything you can say will take away from the pain you’ve placed on my shoulders. I hope you can live the rest of your life with the guilt of knowing you held my heart in your hands and played me. There is no way you could think this wouldn’t hurt me. You made the decision to sleep around while you had a whole future with me waiting for you in the bed you fucked her in!”