You and AJ called off your wedding 10 times.

10 times

10 fucking times.

Things were perfect between you and AJ. You knew each other for 6 years but you loved each other as much as the first month you met. At least you loved him that much. Until Vanessa joined your gang. Some young girl, blonde and also beautiful and shapely.

You were Gordon's sister who was in a gang with John, Jake, Jesse and AJ. Gordon never wanted to put you in danger but when you turned 18 you managed to beg him to let you work with them even if it was just to plan robberies and not participate in them. Vanessa was accepted right away. Everyone let her do whatever she wanted. Maybe because she was younger? Thinner? Prettier?

You and AJ hit it off right away when you joined the Takers. After 3 years he proposed to you. You were happy. After a year of proposing, you were supposed to get married, but it didn't work out because he had to run to help Vanessa when she was robbing a bank and running away from the police.

You understood that. But you stopped tolerating her when you called off the wedding the 5th time because she "needed" AJ because she was hungover. When you called off the wedding the 10th time, something inside you snapped. The reason for calling off the wedding was Vanessa again. 10 minutes before the ceremony started, she called AJ crying that she needed help because she sprained her ankle. He ran to her right away.

She was bothering you. Every time she tried to act innocent in front of AJ and blame you for something. At some point, she started cuddling with AJ and he started staying with her overnight, explaining that Vanessa got drunk again because she had a hard childhood. Pathetic, right?

But you tried not to say anything. You didn't want to make a scene. But when AJ came home with a hickey on his neck something inside you snapped. Again. He never let you leave marks on him. Never. You had a fight with him that night and he said he would make it up to you by taking you out to dinner and cutting off contact with Vanessa. He did take you out to dinner, yes. But with that stupid Vanessa.

After calling off your wedding for the 10th time because Vanessa sprained her ankle, you are currently sitting alone in a quiet house.

AJ came home early this morning and went straight to bed.

Your nails tap on the table as you sit on a chair in the kitchen, staring into your cup of coffee. It had long since gone cold.

AJ walks down the stairs and into the kitchen.

"Hey honey," he says calmly and takes a sip of your coffee. "It's cold. Why didn't you drink it?" he asks.

"I got distracted." You reply in a calm tone.

"Are you mad?" he asks. "You know Vanessa needed me yesterday. I promise I'll make it up to you. We can get married next year, I've seen some dates available."