Obsessed| Central Cee Imagines

Emotion| Central Cee

Y/N slammed her bedroom door shut trying to stop the yelling. Her door bursts open. Her angry parents entered. Y/N could feel the panic rise in her chest.

"Can you tell me what I found in your room today?" Her mother shouted holding a laundry basket.

Y/N sat on the edge of her bed staring at them. Her father huffed, "She found a condom in your desk drawer. What in God's name are you doing with that?"

Y/N crossed her arms over her chest, "I'm 21 years old. I swear you treat me like a child."

"I already told you that opening your legs in this house is unacceptable!" Her mother rebutted.

"It's that boy, isn't it? Did he force you?" Her father questioned shaking her body.

Y/N pushed her father away, "No, Oakley would never do that! If anything it's my choice! I can't take this anymore."

Y/N reached for her bag stuffing it with her personal items. Her mother followed her around the room like a lost puppy, "Where are you going?"

"I'm leaving! I hate this. All you do is smother me." Y/N said grabbing her phone and charger.

Her father laughed, "I assume you're going to live with him. Well, don't come back to this house!"

Y/N scoffed, "It's like heaven compared to this hell."

Her mother gasped when her father slapped Y/N across her face, "You will not disrespect me in my house!"

The room was silent. Tears pooled in Y/N's eyes. She looked at her mother who has a nonchalant expression. Realizing no one would help her she finished packing. She stepped over the front door threshold not looking back.

Y/N finally made it to the corner where she broke down. With shaky hands, she called the only person she could count on. Oakley answered on the first ring, "Hey, baby."

"Cee, can you come to get me please?" She asked in a hushed tone.

Oakley sat up in the bed immediately noticing something was wrong, "You alright?"

Y/N felt a sob creep up her throat, "Please don't ask me that. I need you."

Y/N stood outside on the corner waiting for him to show up. His car came speeding down the street ten minutes later. The minute he stepped out of the car the tears came down her cheeks. Oakley wrapped his arms around her before cradling her face.

"You're okay. Come on." He said lightly pulling her towards the passenger seat.

By the time Y/N made it to his apartment she was exhausted. Her head hurt and she was ready to sleep the pain away. Oakley brought an icepack for her face.

"He really hit you?" He questioned angrily.

Y/N nodded as she changed into comfortable clothes, "I'm okay."

"Stay here as long as you want. I swear if I see him.." He trailed off feeling himself get more upset.

Y/N pulled him down onto the bed, "I'm okay. I'm grateful that you came."

Y/N held his cheek in her hand. He leaned into her. Y/N cracked a smile even though her face hurt. Oakley held up the ice pack trying to get the swelling down.

"I'll always be there." He spoke looking into her eyes.

Y/N leaned forward kissing his lips, "I know."

Authors Note:

this is horrible, but double updating as promised!

vote and comment, go answer my interactive question in the last chapter fr

On another film set this weekend so updates will be slow!

Interactive Question: What's your favorite thing about Oakley?

 I love his smile, honestly. He's always happy and I respect the good vibes. And as someone who hated their smile and learned to embrace it, I love when he cheeses for the camera!