#queenqueenqueen

"When?" You asked calmly, your eyes brimming with tears. He tried to reach for your hand but you moved back hastily. "When, Roger!?" You shouted, the tears started to fall uncontrollably. "Fucking when?" You cried. You were outside Freddie's house, the muffled music coming from inside was indicating that the party's not going to end soon. Freddie clued about Roger cheating — he must've slipped because everyone else seemed awkward, he said it was a joke and you did laugh it off. But you know it wasn't.

"I trusted you, Rog. You know how much this relationship meant to me — you know how hard it was for me to trust."

"I was drunk, I swear —"

You pathetically laughed, "drunk" is not an excuse. You took out the keys of your shared flat from your pocket, slapping it down on his hand. "We're done."

You stomped away from the place but he ran towards you, grabbing your wrist. You harshly shook it off, turning around to face him. "You're worst than all the guys I ever dated," you said through gritted teeth, you saw the pain in his eyes when you said that. "I told you what hurt me the most and you did it perfectly."

You exhaled, trying to calm down. "I really thought you were different, Rog. You never loved me."

"I did, I do, I always will, y/n —"

"You don't lie to someone you fucking love!" You retorted, feeling yourself boiling with anger again. "I hate you so much," you whispered, the tears weren't even falling anymore, you were just too mad, disappointed. "I regret trusting you." You added, he looked up with his eyes welling up. "I regret ever loving —"

"Don't," he cut you off. "I know you're mad, I know I was a total jerk but don't. Don't say that, y/n, please."

You felt a stab to your heart, he always told you how you shouldn't regret everything that made you happy at some point.

And you knew you never would regret being with Roger.

You were both quiet for who knows how long until you both heard Freddie called from his door, you were hugging yourself from the cold, tear stains on your face made it sticky. You just looked at Freddie for a second, then at Roger.

"Let's end it here, bye, Roger." You didn't wait for him to say anything anymore, you just left. And he didn't run to follow you.

That's enough looking for a perfect love.

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