Prompt: You run to Spencer after your abusive boyfriend hurt you again.
First Person
Warning: abusive relationship
-Dinner had been on the stove, it was almost done. And thank god because he is going to be home soon... Jack and I have been dating for almost a year, he was great! That was at first. Now he is rude always has a temper, always drinking, out all of the time.
Without another thought, the door opened, and Jack walked in. Drunk as a pig may I add. "Thought I told you to have dinner done, before I got home."
"I'm sorry, you didn't text me like usual. If you give me a minute or two-" Within a second my face started to sting, and I fell to the floor. Only to be grabbed and pulled up by the collar of my shirt.
"Just because I don't text you, doesn't mean it shouldn't have been done. Do you understand me?" I nodded as a response.
Events to follow were the same as usual. If I did something he didn't like, slap. Said something that to him seemed rude, I'd get pushed to the ground.
When I was finally able to step away for a few minutes, the bruises and marks tripled since the day before. I looked at myself in disgust. There is just about zero way I can cover these ones up.
Thankfully Jack had fallen asleep, while watching the movie we had been watching. And he's never been one to cuddle or anything, so this would usually be when I would slip away.
Quietly I snuck to the kitchen, grabbing myself a glass of water. As a just in case he wakes up. And of course he did, he always does.
"What're you doing?" Jack yelled, causing me to practically jump out of my skin. He smirked, knowing that he scared me.
"I was just getting some water. I couldn't sleep.." There was no hiding the nervousness behind my voice. "I'll be up in a few minutes, I just have to use the bathroom first." In response he gave a nod, that followed with a doubting look.
But he went back up to bed anyways. The moment I heard our bedroom door close, I rushed over to grab my shoes. Running out the door immediately, putting my shoes on once down the street.
There was only one person that I could think of going. Which was to my best friend Spencer's house. The only issue is, I can't hide the secrets of my relationship from him anymore.
The streets were quiet, the occasional person here and there. But otherwise it was nice, with a light breeze passing through.
It took Spence a bit to answer the door, but once he did it was easy to tell he hadn't slept much. Then it quickly switched to concern. Before he pulled me into his apartment. Careful not to touch the bruises.
"(Y/n) what the hell happened?!" Voice laced with concern, while rubbing his eyes to stay awake.
At first I said nothing. Standing there, staring blankly at the floor. Tears resting on my waterline, awaiting to spill out down my face.
Spencer walked over to me slowly, bringing me into a tight hug. And with that I clasped into his warm embrace. Causing us both to land on the floor, where he then pulled me onto his lap.
Neither of us talked. The sobs didn't ease, and his grip around my waist and back got tighter and tighter, in an attempt of reassurance.
"He hits me" The only words I was able to get out, through all my crying.
Spencer pulled back, looking at me with shock. Although through his eyes I could tell, he secretly always knew.
"I'm going to arrest that son of a bitch."
I shook my head at him, "not now" I wrapped my arms around his neck. Allowing my head to rest on his chest. "You can call your unit chief tomorrow or something. For now... can you just hold me"
Spencer nodded slightly, resting his head on top of mine. He played with my hair, gently twirling it around and running his hands through it. Within what felt like seconds, I was asleep.
However, I could feel Spence slowly lift me up, bringing me into his room. Pulling my sleeping body close to his once he was in.
"I will never let anything bad happen to you again." Then he kissed my head, before going to sleep himself.
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