𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 & 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀 (𝗔.𝗚~𝗙.𝗛)

🖤|𝖺𝖻𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖽|🖤

-TW:ABUSE-

~🖤~

My life was a mess.

An actual fucked up mess.

And I'm not even exaggerating.

Let me explain...

First of all, hi, my name is y/n l/n.

I'm now 17 years old, and living with my boyfriend b/n (boy name).

My parents died in a car crash a few years ago, so I moved in with b/n.

The thing is...

I didn't love him.

At all.

I never loved him, I was just forced to.

If anything, I hated him. But I couldn't leave him, I was scared of what he might do to me if I try to break it up.

He was really abusive. I'm not sure even he loves me. I think he's just keeping me around so he has someone to take his anger out on and to cook him dinner every night.

I was however, in love with someone else, and his name is Five Hargreeves. He knows I'm cheating on b/n with him, but he doesn't know that he abuses me, and I've managed to keep it a secret so far.

I know that if I tell Five, he'll completely loose it and go beat the shit out of b/n. Although that would be satisfying to watch, I don't want Five getting hurt or getting into trouble or anything.

So that's about it...

I was currently at Five's house, while b/n was out with his friends. I knew he was come home late and be majorly drunk and I was dreading it; he was always really violent whenever he got drunk.

I was shaking with fear just thinking about it.

"You okay?" I heard Five's voice say, which pulled me back into reality.

I managed to give him a convincing smile and nod my head.

"Are you sure? You know you can talk to me about anything right?" He said to me, whilst sitting next to me on the bed and gently placing his hand on my shoulder.

I looked him in the eyes, and for a moment there, I really wanted to tell him about how b/n treats me, but I thought better of it.

So instead I just told him,
"Yeah, I'm just still really nervous about b/n finding out," I sighed whilst looking down into my lap.

He rubbed my arm comfortingly.
"Why don't you just break up with him? Then we won't have to sneak around all the time," He suggested.

If only he knew.

I sighed again.
"I understand it's not that easy baby, just take your time," He said, then placed a soft kiss on my temple, which made my smile play across my lips.

"What time do you have to be home again?" He asked while walking over to his desk to take a sip of his coffee.
"Well b/n's out drinking with his friends so he'll probably be back at midnight," I told him. I noticed him smirking at me as he set down his coffee.

"Perfect, that means we can have some fun," He said in a raspy voice as he came closer to me and started kissing me.

I obviously kissed back, and instantly felt butterflies form in my stomach.

We made out for what felt like forever, but was actually just 20 minutes or so.

After that we snuggled and watched some movies for the rest of the day.

~🖤~

I got back home at 10, and for once in my life, I was actually smiling as I stepped through the door.

That soon faded though when I saw b/n stood in front of me.

"Where the hell have you been?" He asked firmly with his arms crossed.

If living with an abusive person has taught me anything, it's how to make up a good lie on the spot.

"I went to go hang out with my friends," I answered. Good thing I managed to say it without stuttering.

"Friends? What friends? You don't have any friends," He spat at me harshly.

"I-I went to hang out with f/n," I said quietly in fear.

As soon as I finished my sentence, I knew I had already fucked up

He scoffed and clenched his jaw.
"What have I told you about that bitch?!" He shouted, making me flinch.
"N-N-Not to hang around her..." I murmured whilst holding my head down to stare at the floor.
"Exactly! So why did you?!" He yelled.

I didn't answer, just continued to stare down at the ground.
"Answer me when I talk to you!" He yelled into my face, as he was mow clutching tightly onto my hair and lifting my head up.

I whimpered in pain and fear, the only words I was able to say was,
"I'm sorry I'm sorry,"

He said nothing else, instead he pushed me to the ground and started kicking my sides repeatedly.

I started sobbing and screaming heavily, until the pain was getting too much.

Eventually, he got bored and left me crouching and crying on the floor, whilst he stumbled over to the living room and slumped down on the sofa as if nothing happened.

I sobbed on the floor for a bit longer, as I was too weak to get up, but when I finally gained enough strength, I managed to pull myself up and go upstairs. I shut my bedroom door and slid my back against it until I knealt down fully, where I then sobbed even harder into my knees.

All I wanted was Five.

I wanted him to cradle me and cuddle me and tell me everything's gonna be okay.

I didn't want to stay in this torturous house anymore.

I need to escape.

But I can't at the same time.

I guess I'm just trapped.

~🖤~

The next day, I woke up to an empty bed. Which was a relief actually.

b/n must have fell asleep on the sofa last night, so I got up and got dressed as quietly as I could.

I noticed that there was multiple bruises scatted all over my arms, legs and torso.

I didn't really want Five to see them, which I knew was going to he difficult to hide.

I put on an over-sized hoodie and some sweatpants to cover them up, and I just hoped that Five wouldn't find them.

I tiptoed out of my room and went downstairs, watching out for all the creaky floorboards.

Over time, I had learned to memorise every single one.

b/n was still passed out on the couch, so I creeped ever so slowly and quietly towards the door.

I opened it gently, stepped outside and shut it carefully behind me.

A huge wave of relief washed over me as soon as I was sure that b/n hadn't heard me.

I started walking off the front porch and onto the sidewalk.

I walked a bit more before putting my shoes on (I didn't have them on in case they made noise against the hardwood floor)

When I got to Five's house, I was instantly greeted by a hug and kiss from him.

He gently pulled me inside, then blinked us both up to his room.

He was honestly the only thing keeping me sane. The only person that could bring a smile to my face, especially after all I've been through and all I continue to go through.

He shut the door behind us, then pulled my by my waist so I was closer to him.

However, he just so happened to be putting pressure on one of my bruises on my back, so I winced in pain.

Shit I forgot to smile through the pain-

Five immediately noticed, and concern wiped over his face within an instant.
"Are you okay?" He asked me anxiously.
I put on my fake smiled and nodded.
"Y-Yeah," I couldn't help but stutter. Obviously, he wasn't convinced.

He then lifted the bottom of my sweater up slightly so he could see my stomach.

I completely froze up when he did. Literally, I couldn't move, I couldn't even breathe.

Worry and sadness flashed across his face, but that soon turned to anger.
"He did this didn't he?!" He yelled whilst looking back up at me.

I opened my mouth to say something, but no sound came out. All I could do was swallow a very dry lump in my throat.
"Did he hurt you?!" He yelled again.

I flinched, but realised that there's no way I could hide this from him anymore, so I nodded my head in defeat.

Before I could say anything else, he suddenly blinked away somewhere, leaving me to stand there helplessly.

Then it dawned on me.

I sprinted out of Five's room and went down the stairs, then stormed out of the academy and started running back to my house as quickly as I could.

I had to get home before Five literally murdered b/n.

I was getting really out of breath, but I didn't care. I didn't have time to slow down, so I just kept on running and running.

I don't think I've ever ran this fast before.

It's not like I didn't want b/n dead, I did. Nothing would please me more then to find out he had dropped dead.

It's just I really didn't want Five getting into trouble.

What if he got arrested?

Or even got hurt?

I didn't want to drag him into my fucked up life.

When I finally got to my house, I was suprised to hear that there was silence.

But then I realised what that could mean...

I rushed into the house, almost falling over from how fast I ran inside.

I burst through the door and went straight into the living room.

Five was standing there, with fresh blood all over his hands, face and torso, with a bloody kitchen knife in his hand, and there layed b/n's lifeless body, covered head to toe in blood and with multiple stab wounds on his stomach.

I almost threw up at the sight. Five looked up at me and his eyes widened.

He probably wasn't expecting to see me here.

"C-Call my siblings.." He said to me, sounding out of breath.

I was panting too, and I hesitated, but grabbed my phone anyway.

~🖤~

10 minutes after I called his siblings, they came over and didn't seem too shocked to see a dead body in the living room.

Klaus sighed and tutted then started rolling up his sleeves.
"So are we burning or burying?" He asked casually.
"Burning. I'll go start the fire," Diego answered plainly, then went outside to the back yard.

I was sitting on the sofa with my head in my hands, staring at the floor and still in shock.

Five was cleaning himself up, and when he was done, he sat down next to me and put his arm around my back, causing me to flinch.

I seemed to flinch at every sound or sudden movement.

He rubbed his hand up and down my back reassuringly whilst the others's were cleaning up Five's mess.

"I'm sorry you had to see that," He whispered to me. I shook my head and melted into his touch by resting my head against his chest.

"So can you please explain who the hell this is now?" Luther asked whilst dragging away b/n's dead body.

I sniffled then plucked up the courage to say something.
"My boyfriend," I whispered, causing everyone to stop dead in their tracks. (no pun intended)

"You mean you was cheating on him with our brother? Five what the hell is wrong with you?!" Diego spoke up, and I was quick to defend Five.

"I never loved b/n," I said.
"The only reason why I didn't break up with him is because he wouldn't let me leave," I spoke with a broken voice.

"You mean he was abusing you?" Allison asked me whilst cleaning up the blood on the floor.
I gently nodded my head.
"H-He was hurting you all along?" Five asked, looking down on me.

He must have thought that this was the only time b/n had hurt me.

I gently nodded my head again as tears started forming in my eyes. I burried my head back into Five's chest as he comforted me again.

~🖤~

Finally, after what felt like forever, everything was clean and b/n's body was fully disintegrated.

I must admit, it felt so satisfying to watch his body go up in flames. I felt so relieved. As if a huge weight had just been lifted from my shoulders.

After everything was done, Five helped me pack all my things that I wanted to keep. Which mainly just consisted of clothes.

I knew that everything else would bring back too many hurtful memories.

When I had everything I wanted, we all went back to the academy, as I was now moving in with them.

On our way there, I was still really worried about the cops finding out.
"Don't worry about that princess, just trust me, okay?" He assured me whilst rubbing my hand, then kissing it.

When we got home and Five and I went up to his room, I just fell into his arms and started sobbing.

I was still trying to wrap my head around what had just happened, and I had let my emotions bottle up for too long, so in the end, I just broke and fell apart.

At least I had Five to fix me.

~🖤~