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Imagine:
I drive on into the darkness wanting to get away from the pain. The pain Y/n is giving me. The past 4 days have been hell where she's just been hurling words of hatred at me every time I make an effort to make it up to her. Nothing is working now.
I walk up the stairs to my room quietly and collapse on my bed. I close my eyes but I see Y/n's face staring at me. I hear her voice circling around me as her words cut deep into me, the words lingering in my mind. I cover my ears and crouch on the floor but it's no good. It's hard to escape from the voice. I want to scream but my voice only comes out in a raspy cry. I pull my top off and walk to the bathroom, standing infront of the mirror. I see a tall figure staring back at me, his face bruised and bleeding. I touch my face with my hand and the guy in the mirror winces. I blink and all of a sudden the bruises disappear. It was Y/n. She's been hurting me so much I couldn't even sense the pain anymore.
