A/n: yall I got random inspiration for this so here is a part two. Like a month after the first part but yh.
Summary: The toxic relationship between Y/n and Hailee escalates
Wc: 858
Warnings: abuse
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I walk through the door, spotting my girlfriend on the couch. When the noise of the door opening reaches her ears she immediately stands up shooting angry glances my way.
"Where the fuck where you?!" She shouts walking around the couch to me
"I was out with my friends. I told you that" I calmly explain as I set my car keys on the accent table
"You've been out all day!" Hailee scoffs
"Okay and? What I can't spend time with my friends?" I shout back
"No, Y/n you can" Hailee says, stepping closer to me "but not the whole fucking day" she shouts
"I was out for 5 hours Hailee! It is not a whole fucking day!" I shout, stumbling back a bit since Hailees body is so close to mine
"You still spend more time with your friends than me!" The taller brunette shouts at me, while staring at me intimidating
"No, I don't" I shout averting my eyes from hers
"If I'm that important to you; why do you go out with your friends?" Hailee husks. My eyes stay glued to the wall behind her, trying to avoid those intimidating hazel eyes. "Look at me when I talk to you" she yells, harshly taking my jaw and forcing me to face her "answer my fucking question"
"I--I don't know. I'm sorry" I apologise as fear courses through my veins. My eyes avert from hers again. She forcefully grabs my neck with her dominant hand pushing me to the wall behind me. I try to fight off her hand, but she's stronger than me.
"I told you to fucking look at me when I speak" she rasps, tightening her grip on my neck barely allowing me to breathe. Tears pull in my eyes as I struggle to breathe.
"P--ple-ase llet me --go" I barely speak, feeling my body fight for air
Her angry eyes scan over my body as she lets out an evil chuckle. She relaxes her hand a little bit allowing me to breathe, but still holding me in place. I gasp for air, letting it fill my lungs.
"Listen to me" she leans over pressing her lips against my ear "don't you ever raise your voice at me again. And look at me when I fucking speak. Understood?" She rasps,, slightly increasing the pressure on my neck. Her voice sends chills down my spine. I nod my head in hope she will take that as an answer, but she doesn't. Her left hand meets my cheek, leaving a burning sensation. "I said understood? Answer me in fucking words" she relaxes her hand letting me speak
"Y--yes I'm sorry" I stutter as tears fall down my cheeks. My mind is still trying to process this new side of her this aggressive and agitated side.
"You better be. You know when you act like this I want to beat you senseless but I hold myself back. I thought you would tell people, but you won't. Am I right?" Hailee husks tightening her grip on my neck once again. I swallow hard still processing her words.
"Y--yes you are" I stutter as I agree in fear of what she will do next
"Good" Hailee says as an evil smirk spreads across her face. "You're so pathetic. What are you crying for? Hm? Just because I slapped you. So pathetic" she chuckled evilly as more tears run down my face "stop crying" she demands. I try my best to hold back tears, but they keep falling. Another slap is placed on my cheek. "Stop fucking crying" she shouts
My eyes still water letting tears slip. She tightens her grip on my neck before her hand meets my cheek again.
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Next morning I wake up with a note on the bedside table. I pick it up and read it.
Morning my love
I left early for an interview, there is some breakfast on the table for you.
Love you
Hailee
A smile paints my face as I make my way to kitchen. There is a plate of my favourite pancakes on the table along with orange juice.
I finish breakfast and place my dishes in the sink before going upstairs to get ready for the day. As I enter the bathroom I glance at the mirror noticing a big red mark around my neck. I trace my fingers over it slowly remembering last night. My hands slowly lift up my shirt exposing another bruise on my ribs. As my fingers trace over it I wince in pain.
Last night was the first night that my girlfriend beat me. The woman I was madly in love with layed her hands on me. The worst part is I still love her, I always will. Fear mixed with love is a dangerous poison, but I'm already poisoned.
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A/n: whatever that was. Anyway love yall hope you enjoyed. Don't forget to comment,vote and request! Byeeeee!
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