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TW: domestic abuse. i wrote this as accurately as possible using articles of victims and personal experience. i'll leave some hotlines and links at the end incase anyone needs/wants them.

you kept telling yourself that he loved you, because you loved him. he bought you gifts and took you out to dinner. the lie you told yourself every day was getting harder and harder to believe. he got mad at you for talking to your friends and family and refused to let you watch what you wanted. he was keeping you on a leash, dangling a toy just in front of you to make you feel like it was love while everyone else around you watched as you lost more and more of yourself to this sick, twisted love.

your boyfriend was kicking off because you wanted to go out with some friends and go bowling. "you spend way more time with them then you do with me! do you even love me you bitch? i payed for your new phone and bought you clothes! i took you to the emergency room twice! i slave away for you but you don't fucking appreciate it you slut!" he screamed. his face was red and he towered over you, pinning you against the wall as you cried and begged for him to stop. the only reason he ever bought you a new phone is because he smashed the old one, and he bought you new clothes after taking you to the emergency room because he threw you at the wall and you bled a lot. 'he loves me.' you kept saying in your head.
"i'm sorry, baby. i'll cancel and we can do whatever you want. i'm sorry." you whispered, guilt washing over you as you realised you had to bail on your friends yet again. he walked away and slammed the bedroom door, leaving you alone. you quickly sent a text to your best friend wanda; "hey red, i can't make it today. love u." and walked downstairs where he was waiting.
"we're going out, come on." he says and grabs your arm tightly.
"can i change fi-" you began to say.
"no, hurry up or i'll leave without you."

you and your boyfriend arrived at a bar. your face was still red and you had tear marks on your face. the arm he grabbed was quickly becoming a huge bruise and it throbbed consistently. he practically dragged you inside and you felt the smell of alcohol burn your nose. you didn't drink, and never had but your boyfriend did and you were expected to join him. you walked over to the bar and sat down next to him. he was already talking to another girl, flirting shamelessly. you looked around and saw locks of red hair and those eyes you could look at for days. she was looking straight at you. she excused herself from the conversation she was in the middle of and walked over to you. "y/n? hi! we haven't seen each other in ages oh my god! how are you?" wanda exclaimed not realising that your boyfriend was right next to you. you stared at her blankly. she could see your normally shining eyes dull and hopeless.
"i'm good, yeah." you said.
her eyes flicked to the masses of bruises on your arm and then back up to your face. she didn't say anything; you both knew.

"why can't you just love me, y/bf/n? i showed you endless amounts of love and i get this in return? i'm leaving, don't call me." you yelled. tears streamed down your cheeks and you were walking out when you heard him laughing.
"stupid bitch, i never loved you anyways. you're psycho and ugly, no one else would want you."

you knocked on wanda's door, begging for her to me in. she opened up the door and you looked at her desperately. "oh you poor thing, come in." she pulled you into her arms and you couldn't help but think about how soft she was with you, and yet you still felt safe and protected.

"he's been cheating on me for months with this other girl, in fact it was loads of different girls. i confronted him and he slapped me and then i walked out. he was laughing when i left, he was laughing wands." you explained. you started sobbing again and wanda held you even closer.
"we're all here for you, and we will all help you get out of this i promise."
you both fell asleep shortly after. safe for the moment, and not thinking about him.

you and wanda were in a heated argument. most of the heat was coming from your side, and wanda just sat there trying to explain. "he loves me wanda! he fucking loves me what don't you get! last night was a stupid argument and it doesn't fucking matter. you don't fucking get it! you never fucking have! stop pretending like you get it and just- just fucking leave me alone!" you screamed. you had been yelling at her all morning and she was still so caring and gentle with you.
"y/n, listen-"

"FUCK OFF! i'm fucking leaving and you can't stop me. he. loves. me." you yelled. you stormed out of her apartment and straight back to the lions den.

this vicious cycle went on for 8 more months until you finally drew the line after he locked you in his room for 24 hours. you and wanda hadn't spoken since even though she kept texting you. your boyfriend had smashed 3 phones since then and replaced them every time. you walked up the stairs to wanda's apartment with your head hung and shoulders slumped. you knocked on the door gently. wanda opened it and her jaw dropped open. "hey wands. i just wanted to say that um- i'm sorry. i'm so so sorry. he made me so angry and miserable and i didn't know what to do. i'm really sorry wanda. i broke up with him and reported him to the police. we're going to court soon. i'm finally free, red." you pulled her into the tightest hug you had ever given anyone and you both cried into each other. both of you pulled away and you leaned forward to put your forehead against hers. wanda looked at you with something you hadn't seen in a long while. love. you leant in and kissed her, so soft and gentle.

wanda was the first to pull away for air. "i love you." you whispered. she kissed you again but this time it wasn't just your lips. it was your forehead, your temple, your nose and cheeks. she kissed you over and over making sure you felt her love. as you walked into her apartment she took your hand and led you gently to the sofa. she lay down and signalled for you to lay down infront of her. you did so and she put her arms around you, putting her head on your shoulder and holding you so gently as if you were porcelain and might break. wanda showed you what love was. she helped you heal and you had never felt so happy in all your life.

(a/n: i really hope this wasn't insensitive or bad representation. my older sister is currently in a domestically abusive relationship and convinced that he loves her. domestic abuse is so life changing and it really does suck. i'm having to watch my sister break apart and get thrown into walls, and yet she still thinks he loves her. a lot of this was based off of her and to anyone else going through it themselves or watching people go through it you aren't alone and i'm here for you.

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