window neighbors dream x reader

glass

Well, I'm finally here. New city, new state, new house, just like he wanted. I wish I didn't have to leave my grandparents back gone but, it's better than having them involved in my problems. "Take my bags to the room." Jason says while staring at his phone. I carry his bags with exhaust into the house. That's my boyfriend, Jason. We've been together for 7 years now and now we're living together. It's not all light and shine anymore, but it's better to keep the only family I have happy and well.  I really hope he changes, he wasn't always the way he is now. I take my bags I was carrying into my new room, up at the top, exactly across from my new neighbor's. Jason and I unload some boxes from our trunk as the moving truck parks behind our car. They bring out all the boxes into the house. I show them where everything's going to be, and Jason just keeps smiling at his phone. I roll my eyes and keep taking everything to it's place. I pick up one of Jason's boxes and I start to take it into a room. "Hey! Hey! Hey! That goes up there with you!" he raises his voice and points up. "What?! I'm not ready to do that! I've never shared a room with anyone!" I yell back. "I didn't ask! If we're living together, we can't be sleeping in different rooms!" he yells back and grabs my arm tightly and pulls me to the stairs and I start to take his stuff to my room. I come back down and keep taking all his stuff and then I'm finally done. I lie down in my bed and Jason yells, "I'm going out! Don't go anywhere!" I start to cry. I can't see my grandparents anymore, I can't even have freedom of my own, but if I even try to stand up to Jason, he'll just hit me. Or even worse take the house from my grandparents, he actually has the power to do that. He has a lot of money from his parents, I could never stop him. I can't do anything. I watch through my window as the sky turns a light shade of purple and orange, when I hear my neighbor screaming from his room. "NOOOOOOOOO" he yells and I turn to see a blonde boy with a black headset and back hoodie playing a game in his computer. I laugh at how funny he looks. He's literally yelling at a computer, he's probably playing with some friends. Or by himself. I plug in the tv I moved into my room and turn it on, I watch whatever is on tv and change into my pajamas. And before I know it, I'm sound asleep.

1:00am
CRACK CRACK
I hear a glass break downstairs. He's drunk again. I rush downstairs quickly to make sure he's not hurt. He grips my arm so tight and looks at me up and down. "ARE YOU TRYING TO BE A SLUT?! SEDUCING OTHER MEN?? HUH?! YEAH IM SURE YOU WERE, YOU'RE JUST A NEEDY LITTLE PROSTITUTE!" he yells at me, he probably says that because I'm wearing my pajama shorts. He drops me into the broken glass pieces and they slit my arms and legs. I get back up and take him to the couch and he passes out. I head to the bathroom to clean myself up quickly and put some bandages on the cuts. I go upstairs heading to my room. As I head up, I see a curtain move from the blonde boy's window. Odd.