🤍Coryxkenshin Imagines💙

Please Don't Go.

Hi! This is my first Cory story💞. I made other stories for youtuber's like Berlin & Dashie & more but i havent finished them. Anyways
⚠️T R I G G E R⚠️ : shooting! blood! self-starvation!

y/n : your name
tex/n : toxic ex name

y/n P O V :

Me & Cory have been going back & forth for about a week. To avoid any arguments we walked straight past each other. Every morning he is never in the bed. I wake up from my nap. It's around 8:25 p.m. I get out of bed & go to the kitchen. He comes out of his recording room. "Hi." he says sitting down at the table. "Hey Cory." I say pulling out a bag of my favorite cereal.
"Y/n?"
"Yes."
"Who's tex/n? And why is he/she/they sending me death threats?"
I grab his phone & unlocked it seeing all the disrespectful messages. "How the heck did they get your number.." I say being scared. "I don't know." *𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨*

(***) ***-****

*Cory Address* I'm on my way. You should have never met y/n. She/they Loved me.

"y/n what is happening?" Cory says getting up to grab his phone. "Co-cory please go hide somewhere I don't want anything happening to you!" He sees you tearing up & shaking. "y/n. what are you talking abou-" *𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴* "Cory don't open the door please!"
"Relax y/n I got this." He grabs his gun & turns all the lights off. I follow him with a knife just incase anything happens.

"Yo? Cory I know you home playa. OPEN THIS DOOR!" I hear banging & I start crying. "Shh y/n don't cry." He says. He looks me dead in the eye & cup my face & says
"I'm sorry for every argument we have & I wish we never had them. I can't lose you. I don't want to. If we don't get married..or have children..don't do with anyone else got that?"
My eyes watering. I really don't want anything to happen to this man. He literally is my home. He keeps me from downing myself.

Author P O V :
He kisses you for what seemed like forever & soon takes his necklace off & puts it on you & tells you he loves you. "Cory. Cory what are doing? CORY NO!" He gets up off the floor & open the door.
"You're Cory?"
"Yeah whats good?"
"I know you been dating my ex."
"Yeah. I have."
"Oh you think you tough?"
"Never said that. Look I don't know who you are. How bout you step off my porch man."
"Oh? Aight bet."
*𝘴𝘪𝘹 𝘨𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴*

"CORY! NO CORY!" you run to his weak body & pull his head to your thighs. You repeat his name begging him not to leave you alone in this world. You're screaming at the top of your lungs. Your ex runs to a car & they drive off.

"Cory! Please stay with me please!" You say trying to keep him from dying. Your hurt. You wanted to marry him. He kept you safe. Made you laugh, cooked the best food. Nothing or nobody could relate to Cory.

Your hands are shaking. You never had so much blood on you a day in your life. Blood all on the floor. "It's all my fault. If I hadn't told anyone about us..this wouldn't have happened. I'm so stupid." You say grabbing your phone. You dial 911 & tell them your boyfriend has been shot. They come as soon as possible.

🤡T I M E S K I P🤡
*After Corys Funeral*

"I know you loved Cory & I know he loved you so much." His mom says hugging me. This was a hard time for me. He always told me he never wants to die unless it is for a good reason or a natural cause. This wasn't good or natural.

"Hah..look at you. Cory never let anyone get a hold of that necklace. You must have been really special to him." I follow his mom in her room. "Mama Williams?" "Please. Call me momma" "Momma, is this all my fault?" She looked at me with a smile on her face. "Oh baby no! None of this your fault. That boy had no reason to do that. Not to my baby. & you have no reason to blame yourself."

Another time skip .

Its been a year since Cory death. It's like he still here. All of his Samurai are devastated about his death. I read comments under his post & on his videos. Every text message about Cory I get makes it really hard. Especially living in the house he died in. I can't bare to see pictures of him in my phone & all over the house..every time i pass his studio. I sit in his chair. & Think about every video we made in this room.

I couldn't help but cry. Seeing his dead body laying on me..with his blood all over me. Every day I look in the mirror I see the necklace. I always think about whenever I try to take it off him, he would jump at me. I chuckle to myself. He really made me a happy person. Seeing him die in my arms..just made my world depressing. I open my phone & go through my camera roll.

*𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘰*

"Yoooo! Say hey y/n".
"Cory get the camera off me"
"Why your beautiful"

I repeatedly watched the video. Seeing him grab my face & kiss me..I miss him so much. Sleeping without him holding me..sitting on the couch without cuddling him..only cooking for me..shoot i rarely eat anymore. I am starving myself. Hearing his body drop to the floor & seeing blood bleeding through his shirt runs through my mind 24/7. All I do is look up & pray to God everyday, & every night..praying to give me any signs that Cory is still by my side.

I see his car in his driveway every time I get mail. Sitting on the porch watching the kids run around in their yard. Wishing Cory & I got married & had kids sooner. I have never been so broken..I sometimes believe Cory speaks to me when I pray.