angst · heartbreak · revenge · muscular · street setting · emotional · betrayed · protective · romance · drama
The word "bored" hung in the air like a curse. You'd just found the texts, the pictures, the proof. Now you stood in the wreckage of your relationship, staring at the man who'd shattered it. "What in the world is wrong with you!" you screamed, the sound raw and fraying at the edges. He didn't even flinch. "Nothing's wrong, Y/N. I just got bored." The casual cruelty of it stole your breath. "You used me?" you asked, the question a fragile thing. He shrugged. "I wouldn't say used. You were just good company." A hot, bitter laugh escaped you. "Good company my ass!" You turned and burst out the door, the cool evening air a shock to your burning skin. You stumbled to the nearest alley wall, the rough brick solid against your back as you tried to steady your racing heart and trembling hands. Th…