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Part 2 🫶🏻

'I-i'm s-ssorryyy' you say slurring your words and looked at him with doe eyes.
'its alright sweetheart, just don't do it he says almost begging the please.
'mhm I promise I wont' with that you pass out. E/n picked you up and settled you in his car, took you home and changed you into comfier clothes.

*The next day*

You wake up with a pounding headache. You look down to see your clothes have been changed, horror captures your face as you wonder if e/n has done it.
'if it was e/n then he must've seen them all' you wonder.

As e/n enters the room with a lemonade you knock out of your thoughts and thank him, however he's not saying anything? Is he okay?

'E-e/n why aren't you sayi-' before you could complete you were cut off by him.
'TF DO YOU MEAN BY THAT Y/N I CHANGED YOU LAST NIGHT AND DO YOU MIND EXPLAINING WHY THERE WERE SCARS ALL OVER YOUR HANDS AND LEGS HUH?'
Till the time he finishes you have hot tears streaming down your cheeks as you try to get words our of your mouth.
'I-I' you struggle and couldn't speak anything.
'FUCKING SAY SOMETHING NOW ARE YOU GONNA STAND THERE AND CRY LIKE HOW YOU ALWAYS DO OR ARE YOU GONNA FINALLU START EXPLAINING?!'
he yells even louder and you flinch. You have never seen him this this before. He seems to.... Not be in his senses rn, his eyes are red from rage, he looks scary.
'I-im s-sorry please do-dont hit m-me' you say trying to stop your tears.



What were all these scars from?

Pt 3 at 25-30 likes

It's 22 likes so imma just make it now also I'm sorry if I don't tag you, I'll try my best not to miss anyone out.
Enjoy.✨

'P-please don't y-yell at me' you whimper.
E/n takes a deep breath and calmly says 'y/n sweetie..I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to make you cry precious. I'm just...worried for you. Please tell me angel who hurt you?' you could see sincerity in his eyes so you quietly whisper 'm-my p-parents....'
He looks shock and doesn't say anything for a while. 'y-your own parents? Why....?'
't-they h-hate me' you still have tears i. Your eyes.

'why sweetheart?why do they hate you?'

'I had a younger sister, my parents had told me to play with her int the garden but after a while I went inside to get some water leaving her alone....when I came back I saw her going across the street and from her right side was a truck driver probably didn't notice and the truck hit my sister, after that, my parents started hating me and blamed me for her death. Th-they say that it would have been better if I died instead of her. After that incident, every night they come home drunk and hit a belt, with their bare hands.But i deserve it e/n, my baby sis is no more in this World because of me. I'm such a horrible person, I should actually kill myself, all I do is cause pain and sorrow to at this point you were a sobbing mess.
E/n looks at you with pity and pulls you into his warm embrace. 'you don't deserve to die or be treated this way baby...whatever happened was just an accident, you didn't know it would happen, it's not your fault please stop blaming yourself. C'mon lemme treat your wounds'

'alright' you let out barely a whisper

You blush at his comment and he treats your wound on your hands and legs, after that he again dresses you. You look at the clock 1:43 pm. 'OH shit, oh no no no no, I have to leave, where's my phone?
He hands you your phone confusingly.
You say 'im so sorry for leaving like this but I need to go my parents are gonna be so mad, I'll text you ba bye'

'alright bye sweetheart' he blows a kiss at you to which you blush as a response.
As soon as you get home you see that the door is open.... And your parents are sitting inside onthe couch with 5-7 bottles of alcohol on the table. They have been drinking all night, you think to yourself. You get yourself ready and enter the


Pt 4?

You guys 75 likes!? Tysm ✨🫶🏻
I'm sorry if I do not tag you, its rlly rime consuming to tag each and every person but I'll try my best.

You get yourself ready and enter the house. As soon as you enter, the door behind you is being slammed shut by your "dad" (✋🏻🙄). You know what's coming at you, that's why you keep trembling and start to walk upstairs.
'stop' says your dad. Your mom continues
'where tf were you last night...y/n?' she asks in a sweet tone which sent shivers down your spine. You go and sit on the sofa opposite to hers and your dad sits beside her. This time your dad speaks up
'you brat of a child were you at a party?'

'y-y-yes I'm sorry' you mumble quietly fearing the worst, as soon as you said that, a rough hand goes across your face leaving a tingling sensation.
' you have no fucking right to enjoy after killing your own sister you bitch' he spat out. You froze, just like you always do.
It started again, they were hurting you again, worse than ever this time. Your body was aching. But they didn't stop. Tears were brimming down your face, but they didn't stop. You begged them, but they didn't It had been 2 hours since the incident and your mom just came in to give you lunch in your room. Surprising you though until you saw your lunch plate, it was one glass of water and one dry piece of bread. 'should've known' you thought. Your mom left the room and you get up, limping. You look towards your right, there was a mirror. You saw your face.... covered with open bruises and blood from your nose, forehead and mouth. Your body covered in cuts and wounds, there was blood coming out of your stomach. Your leg hurted so bad that you were limping. Your hands had no strength in them, you could barely move. You struggle to eat but finally finished it. You still felt hungry and went downstairs to search for any food. You saw your mom and dad sitting there with some other people. One boy looking older than me was also there. Soon the people left and my mom and dad told me that I'm getting married to that boy. I told them I won't whatsoever. My mistake.... They slapped me again, but this time I passed out, I woke up on the floor of my room with a black eye. My dad said he had received a lot of money for me and I have to get married whatsoever.
I was broken, they had sold me off.
I grabbed my phone and called e/n.
'hey precious how r you doing ?'
He asked in a playful voice. His voice turned serious when he heard my sobs.

'please come get me e/n....please get me out of here I can't stay here anymore. Please I beg you' your voice barely audible to him. He quickly pulled up and within 5 minutes he was out of your house. You were going downstairs to go with him until you were stopped by your dad.

Would y/n be able to leave with e/n? Will she and e/n have their happy ending or will y/n get married to that boy?

Lemme know for pt 5 sweeties 🍭🎀

anitayadav
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When we aren’t drunk again he is gonna be a sassy grumpy mean guy again😭

KimJaehyeon
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part 2!!⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

“h/n don’t get so serious on meee” you slur as you hold onto his arm, his hands around your waist tightens and he guides you into the passenger seat. your giggling the whole time and h/n is just dealing with it. he tries to sit you down in the passenger seat but you squirm around and say “e/n im coldddd” you say as you flop down on the seat. he takes his hoodie off, your wearing a tube top and denim mini skirt. “lift your arms up for me love” he says, you do as he says and he puts the hoodie over your head. “better?” he says as he lifts your into the car. “mhm” you say as he puts the seatbelt on you. he walks over to the drivers seat. “h/n you can’t take me home, my mum thinks i’m with bsf/n anyway” you slur. “you can come back to mine, my parents are away” you give him a drunken smile, he chuckles.
pt 3??⭐️

ellacantor
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He only acts like that when we’re drunk unfortunately 😔

chaotically_weird
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I love it pls continue lot of people don’t and I want to know how this ends. Tag me if you can
All support 🎉

J_Lopez-
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Why would you have your enemies number👽😪(I’m not complaining tho❤)

HastiGolgoun