~multifandom one shots~

look at me! - corbyn besson •angst bxb•

TW: abusive bf, SUICIDE *if u don't like this stuff pls go to the next story*

Word Count: 720

y/n's pov

i get up and the bed felt empty, corbyn has gone to work. i rub my eyes and yawn, my eyes kind of burnt. yes last night i was crying...again, we were fighting...again and he hit me...again.

he promised he wouldn't hit me again, he promised...

he apologized tho, him apologising and then being a loving boyfriend is my weakness. i can't leave him...i know i should but i love him

i wipe away a tear and go to the bathroom, i look at myself in the mirror. i have a few bruises and small cuts, my eyes bags were showing...A LOT.

i look at my neck and see the hickeys he left whenever we fucked after arguing. i pull my sweatpants down along with my boxers and enter the shower, i take a warm shower and i couldn't stop overthinking.

"should i leave him?" , "will it hurt him?" ,"yk he's past...and how bad it was" , "will it hurt ME?" , "does he even love me?"

that question... "does he love me?" keeps on running around my mind everytime we fight, everytime he hits me...

i get out and go back to the bedroom and change into one of his hoodies and put on sweatpants. his cologne is the only thing i could smell, he still gives me butterflies.

-skip to night time-

i was in the bedroom the whole day, i hear the door opening. he's home... usually people are happy when their significant other is home from work but me? no...well i don't know, of course i missed him but i'm also scared and anxious.

corbyn- hey
y/n- hey

i force a smile, he walks up to me. every step he took made my heart beat faster, he caressed my cheek and kisses me.

y/n- i missed you
corbyn- me too

he kisses me again and slowly pushes me down on the bed. his hand slowly goes down to my ass and grabs it, i honestly didn't feel ok. i break the kiss and sit up

y/n- i-i'm not in the mood
corbyn- you will be...

he smirks and kisses me again, i push him

y/n- i'm not kidding corbyn...i don't want to fuck right now

he gets off me and looks deeply into my eyes.

corbyn- you don't love me...do you?
y/n- i didn't say that
corbyn- then why are you refusing?
y/n- what don't you get?! i'm not in the mood corbyn.

i slightly raise my voice...i fucked up

y/n- c-corbyn i-

he slaps me and i could feel my cheek tingling and it really hurt. he roughly grabs my cheeks and at this point he was furious.

corbyn- DON'T YOU DARE RAISE YOUR VOICE AT ME! YOU HEAR ME?!

tears start falling down, i look away

he grabs my cheeks harder

corbyn- LOOK AT ME! NOW ANSWER ME!
y/n- y-yes

i stutter, i can't anymore.

he let's me go and pushes me and slaps me then leaves the room. i start crying and then i hear the front door slamming.

i gave him everything...yet i'm still not enough.

i go to the bathroom and look through the medicine cabinet, i grab whatever i found and swallowed all of them. i go back to the bedroom, i feel numb, dead inside.

i'm sorry i wasn't enough

the pain is unbearable, i vomitted a lot and my mouth started foaming.

i fall on the floor and last thing i see is the picture of me and corbyn on the bedside table. a tear falls then darkness.

corbyn's pov

it's currently 3:00 AM and i finally go back home. i enter the apartment, the lights are still on...that's weird.

corbyn- y/n?

nothing...

i slowly walk towards our bedroom then open the door. i fall on my knees, hot tears flow down my cheeks like waterfalls.

i run to him and try to revive him, he can't be dead NO!

i yell his name, i hug him and yell.

corbyn- i'm sorry...i'm sorry, i love you i swear i do. it's all my fault i will never forgive myself.

i kiss his forehead and hold him close to me.