Can you please do prompt number 32 with Mouse from Chicago PD.
#32. "You walk out that door, and I promise you, I won't be here when you come back."
To say that your relationship with Mouse was a little rocky, was false, it was immensely rocky, to the point that he doesn't even come home, you didn't know what, where and when it went wrong, but it just did.
"Hey, you doing okay?" you heard Jay ask.
You let out a small scoff, and turned to your boyfriend's best friend. "Peachy Jay, everything's peachy." you sneered to him.
Jay let out a sigh and sat next to you. "Look, I also don't know what's going on with him."
You let out a small sigh and turned to him. "I just... I just feel like we aren't even dating, he sometimes doesn't come home Jay, and just... I don't know what to do or say to him when he's home."
Jay placed a comforting hand on your back. "I wished I had someway to help you Y/N, I'm sorry."
You turned to him and gave him a soft sad smile. "It's okay Jay." You told him. You finished your beer, and turned to him. "Thanks anyways." and leaned down to kiss his cheek, you were about to grab your wallet, but he shook his head.
"Don't worry for it, I'll pay for it." Jay said, you just gave him a small nod, before you left he stopped you. "Y/N, I don't care that he's my best friend, but you deserve the world." and placed a kiss on your forehead. You just walked away after that small heart to heart.
You got in your car, and drove back home, hoping that Mouse would be home already. You quickly arrived home, and made you way up inside your home.
"Babe?" you called out, turning on the lights, you frowned when you noticed the empty living room, you checked the kitchen and it was also empty. Sighing you made your way to your bedroom, which was empty.
Tears started to form in your eyes, as you picked up a framed picture of you and Mouse, it was from the day you both were having a picnic date, and Jay had crashed it, with Erin, he took a picture when Mouse started to chase you around, and you decided to jump on his back. Your fingers traced the picture where you were both laughing and looking happy. You let out a broken sob and out of rage you threw the picture frame to the wall.
You watched it shattered, as you sobbed hard against the wall, sliding down to the floor. You heard muffled music playing upstairs and you let out a bitter laugh when you heard it was Too Good At Goodbyes. "This is so pathetic, its not even funny." You mumbled to yourself.
You got up, and headed towards the bathroom to take a quick shower, and dressed and grabbed your pillow and blankets, and made your way towards the living room, it hurt too much to lay in bed knowing that it was going to be another night sleeping alone in a huge bed.
Laying on the couch now, you stayed there until you finally fell asleep.
"Y/N? Y/N, you fell asleep in the living room couch." Mouse said, trying to wake you up.
You slowly opened your eyes and let out a small scoff. "No, I came and slept on the couch on purpose." you snarled at him.
Mouse flinched a bit at your words, but his expression quickly became blank. "Why are you sleeping in the couch on purpose?" he asked you.
Your jaw clenched tightly. "I don't know, maybe it has to do with the fact that I feel lonely. And you're never home." you snapped.
Mouse let out a small sigh. "I'm not gonna do this with you right now, I'm go shower and go to sleep." he said tiredly.
"That's all you have to tell me?" you snapped, following him as he made his way toward the bedroom, he stopped by the door when he saw the shattered picture frame of you both. Mouse turned to you, while you just looked at the photo. "It's funny you know, that shattered photo feels like it represents our relationship." You began, then you looked at him. "Don't you think?"
"What do you mean?" Mouse asked.
You let out dry laugh and walked in the bedroom. "Do you love me?" you whispered to him.
Mouse stood there frozen, his mouth open, finding a way to respond but he said nothing, which made everything worse for you, tears sprung to your eyes and you looked down, biting your lip to keep your from completely sobbing.
"Y/N, you know I do." he finally manage to say.
"Then why do I feel like you don't." you told him, now looking at him. "Mouse, you're always gone, sometimes you don't come home after two days, and if you are home, you don't talk to me or anything."
"I just, I'm just doing something." Mouse stuttered out, avoiding your eyes.
Nodding, you wiped your eyes and stood up. "Alright, well I'm taking the couch, you can take the bed." you told him, you started to make your way and paused to look around the bedroom. "It just doesn't feel like home anymore." you whispered and walked out the room.
"Babe, wait, no babe." Mouse tried, but you just ignored him and slammed the door closed, leaving him in the bedroom.
"So, are you guys talking now?" Erin asked, both of you sipping on beer. You turned to her and shrugged.
"I just I don't know what to do." You told her. "He doesn't want to talk to me, I made it clear at he beginning of our relationship that if he even wanted to talk to be about anything, I'd understand, not here we are, two years later, and I feel like I'm living with a stranger."
Herrmann came up to you both, smiling wide, and gave you both shots. "This is from those guy over there." he said, pointing at Jay and Will.
You just smiled a bit and send the brothers a playful glare. "Say why don't we ditch the girl talk and let's go join those two handsome hunks." you teased a bit, trying to lift up the mood.
Erin just chuckled and nodded, you grabbed your drinks, and both made your way over, you sat next to Will, while Erin sat next to her boyfriend.
Jay smiled at you, and Will have you a side hug. "So how are things going at your law offices." Will asked.
"Stressful, but totally worth it when I see sick people get sentence to jail." You told him.
"So how are things with Mouse now." Jay asked.
You tensed up and your jaw clenched, you downed the shot that you had, and grabbed your stuff. "I'm head home, thanks for the drinks." and left, quickly getting in your car to make it back home.
When you entered home, you noticed Mouse already making his way out. "Where are you going?" Mouse stopped and turned to you but didn't reply. "I asked you a question Mouse, where are you going?"
"I need some place to be." Mouse replied, shrugging.
"The hell you are, you just back home yesterday, and now you're leaving?" you snarled at him.
Mouse just let out a sigh. "Y/N you have to understand, I have to go."
"Why can't you just tell me where you're going? What's so damn important, that always keeps you away from me." You yelled, now crying. "Stay, fight for me, love me." you begged.
"I have to go, Y/N." Mouse said, avoiding what you just said.
You wiped your tears away, and you glared at him. "You walk out that door, and I promise you, I won't be here when you come back." Mouse froze at your words, and stood there at the door. "You walk out that door, and it's over. I'm sick and tired of you leaving, of not being happy, of not feeling home anymore. You walk out that door, and we're done, Mouse."
Mouse let his shoulder sag and tears sprung to his eyes, but still he opened the door, and left. You let out a broken scream, and grabbed the nearest thing closet to you and threw it at the door, the vase shattered, along with your heart.
You fell the floor, sobbing, staring at the door, feeling the pain, loss and finally after thirty minutes of crying you felt numb, you stayed that way until finally you looked away from the door, and left to your bedroom, and grabbed your things, understanding that he wasn’t gonna come back.
Once you got all your things packed and in your car, you carried the last box of your belongings, and made your way out, you dropped your keys, you walked out that apartment, and not once did you glance back.
Well I’m ready to write more angst after that PD finale.
