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a/n: I know this might be trash but I randomly thought of this. ALSO PLEASE SEND ME REQUESTS 🙏
summary: y/n and chris get into an argument and she gets flashbacks
warnings: angst, fluffy angst, mentions of toxic household in past, yelling, arguing, trauma flashbacks, mentions of alcoholic, mentions of abuse, scars, blood, not proofread
word count: 1,215
you traced the lines on your palm just like he told you to do.
in the beginning of your guy's relationship, there was a time where you both were just hanging out on his bed.
you were bored so you were just staring into your hands while he was doing whatever on his phone
you looked at your palms and noticed the lines
"don't you think it's interesting, these lines we have on our palms?" you asked
he looked your way as you continued
"everyone has different lines. different directions. curvy and straight."
he put his phone to his side and scooted closer to you as you traced them
he watched as you did, slowly picking up his own hands putting them next to yours
you saw the lines on his palms and smiled
"you see, they're different"
he smiled along with you
"you're cute, you know that?"
you blushed and looked away from him, flustered
he chuckled
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around 4 months later, you were on a train back home.
you looked out the window and thoughts flooded your brain
you were scared, so scared. you hadn't been back home in ages.
you felt your breathing pick up
you tried your best to take deep breaths but you started to feel warm tears fall down your cheek
you let out choked cries
reaching in your bag for your phone, you quickly texted chris
