Request: please write a story about breaking up with Juice because he cheated on the reader with Ima
It’s a sad imagine in the beginning, but give it a chance.
Tig Trager Warns You, This Imagine Contains: cheating
Everyone looked at him as Juice entered the clubhouse. He told himself to keep his head high and just walk to a bedroom on the back of the club. The bag he was carrying seemed to weigh a ton. He had found it by the door when he got home; Y/N had packed it for him. He heard his girl in the kitchen and, in a normal day, he would walk to her, wrap his arms around Y/N and breathe her scent in. Instead of doing it, he grabbed the bag and turned around to leave the house.
Juice had thought he could go through all the club and personal issues. Everything would be alright, as long as he had Y/N by his side. Juice knew nothing could be that perfect and he had been just waiting for the day Y/N would get tired of his silent and clingy self. What woman would live with someone like him for so long? Who would bear the things he couldn’t explain and be there for him anyhow? No, that person didn’t exist. His worst nightmare had come true; he had lost the only person who could keep him from losing his mind.
“Are you okay sweetheart?”, he felt Gemma’s hand on his shoulder but didn’t stop to look at her.
“Yeah”, Juice just mumbled and kept walking through the hallway. He was passing by the bathroom when Ima opened the door, raising an eyebrow at him. He ignored her; that girl was always around, trying to get in Jax’s bed though he had an old lady. He found a room and tossed his bag on the bed. He looked at it and knew he wouldn’t sleep that night, he couldn’t sleep alone anymore, he was used to Y/N’s warm body against his, wrapped in his embrace. Juice slammed the door behind him and walked back to the bar where his brothers didn’t ask any questions, just let him drink.
Someone was trying to knock down his
door. Juice’s head was spinning and
hurting, and the knocks on his door sounded louder than they actually were.
“What?”, Juice growled as he tried to get up.
“Juice”, a sweet voice came through the door, “It’s me. Open the door”
“Y/N”, he blinked, pressing a hand on his temple.
“Gemma convinced me to come over and talk to you”, she admitted, “She’s right and I was so angry, I wasn’t thinking. Let’s talk Juice”
“Babe”, he whispered and stumbled on his way to the door. Juice opened it and Y/N smiled at him, but then her smile faded when she looked at his drunk self.
“You are naked”, she hissed and pushed the door open. Juice looked down and saw it was true, he was naked and hadn’t noticed it. Y/N entered the bedroom and then sobbed, “How could you? I thought I was wrong and we could fix this, but no… Here”. Y/N took off the ring he had given to her when they got engaged, “I’ll send the rest of your stuff”, she walked by him as Juice still tried to understand what was going on, “You’re an asshole Juice”
“Y/N!”, he called her, but Y/N marched through the hallway and he couldn’t follow her, he was naked. Juice looked around, trying to find his pants and then he noticed them on the floor, next to a dress. He frowned and looked at the bed. He saw the blond hair and her face. Ima was in his bed. Juice understood then what had happened and why Y/N was furious. His back hit the wall and he slid to the floor, crying. He had lost everything.
Juice felt a hand gently rubbing his chest and someone telling him to open his eyes. He did what the voice had told and his eyes met Y/N’s. She was seated on the bed they shared, her brow creased.
“Breathe Juan, breathe”, she said, still rubbing his chest, “It was a nightmare babe, only a nightmare”
Juice looked around and recognized their bedroom. He was sweaty and must have been tossing and turning in bed, waking up Y/N. He tried to slow down his breath, looking inside her eyes and feeling her hand on his chest. Y/N smiled when she noticed he had calmed down and leaned to kiss him.
“It was only a nightmare babe, only a bad dream”, she whispered, resting her forehead against his. Juice sighed and wrapped his arms around her. Y/N caressed his cheeks, “Do you wanna talk about it?”
“It was another version of the same nightmare, the worst of all”, Juice hugged her tighter, “Losing you”
“I told you babe”, Y/N kissed his chest and cuddled with him to sleep, “It was just a nightmare, because that will never, ever happen. I’m not going anywhere”