sparklingpaintwater

[sparklingpaintwater]

omg y’all thank you for interacting w my first post! i’m shocked by how well it did y’all are too sweet!

part two should be up by tomorrow, i think. i have a birthday party for one of my friends tonight 😛

[sparklingpaintwater]

sometimes i regret the night i put that ring on

pairing | rafe cameron x black! fem! reader

warnings | cursing, mentions of sex, kids?, marriage, adultery, possible violence (the night is still young)

you had been up pacing for hours after you put caleb and violet down for bed. rafe had yet to come home. usually by this hour, he would slip into bed after a fresh shower, holding you close after a long day at work. but you didn’t feel his warmth tonight, and that terrified you.

you picked up your phone from the dresser, noticing a message from a random number: a video. your worry increased. who was this? curious, you opened the message and a wave of nausea took over you. it was a video of rafe and ruthie making out at a club, messily and hungrily. he smacked her ass and kissed on her neck. ruthie smiled at the camera, smirking smugly. kelce and topper cheering along like the idiots they were.

another message sent.

"guess he got tired of playing house with a homebody 🤷‍♀️," the message read.

you ran to the toilet and vomited, gags making your body tremor. sweat drenched your pajamas. you didn't want to wake up the kids, so you silently sobbed on the floor until you couldn't. the heartbreak was quickly replaced with pure rage. you recalled the day you got married to rafe.

the photographer snapped pictures of the two of you together.

"you better not fucking embarrass me." you asserted, looking up at him.

rafe chuckled with confusion. "what do you mean?"

you grabbed his face, acting as if you were being affectionate. then you dug your acrylics in his face and squeezed. rafe hissed. "you know what the fuck i mean." he gazed at you. you examined his face. “i want to be together until we grow old. i’m only in this life for you.” he replied, bending down the place a binding kiss to your lips. your hands caressed the spots were your dug your fingers into his face. “you promise?” you said, voice cracking. he wiped a tear that fell down your cheek. “i promise, baby. i promise.” he swore, kissing you again.

you wiped your tears and got off the floor. you brushed your teeth to get rid of the sickly taste on your tongue and left the bathroom. you began to pack clothes for a long excursion, making sure you grabbed all your most valuable items- and some of rafe’s as well. then, you went to the childrens’ rooms, packing them clothes. caleb, you and rafe’s six-year-old, rubbed his eyes at the sight of his closet light.

“mommy?” he rasped, sitting up.

you turned and gave him a weak smile. “hey cay,” you whispered, pausing the packing to comfort him. “we’re going to go travel for while. how does that sound?”

“is daddy coming?” caleb asked innocently. the anger bubbled inside your belly as you tried to conceal the venom you felt towards your cheating spouse.

“no. he’s going to stay here. how about you go pick out some snacks for you and sissy, okay?” you redirected.

“okay.” caleb climbed out of his bed and walked to the kitchen to find snacks to take.

you finished packing caleb’s stuff, then went to violet’s room. you packed violet’s bag, continuing to let the fifteen month old rest. you passed caleb in the kitchen to put the bags in the car, then went back in the house to get violet.

“bear, it’s time to go. got enough snacks?” you questioned, looking at your beautiful son with arms full of snacks and juice for himself and his sister.

you smiled, but all you could think of was how easy it was for rafe to betray this sweet face. to break this family apart for an outsider. caleb looked just like rafe. from his blue eyes and strong nose, he couldn’t deny that little boy. but he was playful and determined just like you. you glanced at violet, fast asleep on your shoulder. she was the perfect mix of you and rafe, from her corkscrew curls and big eyes to her quiet and investigative nature like her father.

how could rafe do that to his own family?

“i’m ready,” caleb took you from your reverie as you handed him a tote bag. he put the snacks in there and grasped your hand to walk out the garage door. “which car, mama?”

“the land rover, baby,” you told him. it was your wedding present from ward.

“go get in your seat.” you instructed, your son obediently following directions. you made sure violet was properly strapped into her own, then checked caleb’s work. you kissed your kids on their foreheads, then walked back into your home. memories flooded your mind: rafe carrying you in through the threshold; your first night in the house; your first housewarming party; finding out you were pregnant with caleb; bringing home him from the hospital; caleb’s first steps; finding out you were pregnant with violet. your chest burned with agony. you took off your ring and the matching necklace with an ‘r’ on it, and left the house.

you opened the garage and exited the driveway. you drove to columbia, arriving at your family home. you went inside with the kids and put them back to bed. you unpacked and called sarah. she picked up on the second ring.

“hello?” sarah answered groggily.

“hey sar,” you answered dejectedly.

“hey. is everything okay? you sound different.” she said, concern laced in her voice. you fell apart like a dam. you could barely speak. grief drowned you.

“your brother- he cheated on me. with ruthie.” you managed to answer between debilitating sobs.

sarah’s line went radio silent.

“i’m on the way. trying to get some rest.” sarah said. the phone hung up.

you walked into the hallway and collapsed onto the owner’s suite bed, right beside your kids. your phone rang. you glanced at the picture. rafe cameron’s name appeared. you turned your phone off and went to sleep.

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