TW: mentions of r@pe , Abu$e , SH and suic!de
Pj POV:
Me and unfresh were walking to the bar. We go here on weekends. We started dating two weeks ago. Everything was great , But he has been acting kinda mean lately. I love him but I'm not sure he really likes me anymore. He hit me yesterday and told me some pretty mean things that I can't get out of my head.
As we walked into the bar I saw mr.fresh. he was the bartender. He is really sweet and caring. He tryes to not let people get too drunk. Me and unfresh sat on the chairs. "Heya Broski's what can I get ya today!" Fresh speaks with a bright smile that lights up the room. "We will just have some vodka" unfresh spoke for me. I didn't want vodka. I hate vodka...When fresh got the drinks for us I didn't drink it. "Yo..why aren't you drinking?" Unfresh spoke with a somewhat harsh tone "um I just don't really drink vodka....sorry" "just drink it you ungrateful brat..." Unfresh was being pretty harsh. But I brushed it off. I really should just drink it...he's paying after all. I took a few sips drinking slowly as to not get too drunk. After we finished we said goodbye to fresh and went to unfresh's house. When we got inside unfresh looked at me. He looked pretty pissed."Pj why didn't you wanna drink what I got you?!" Unfresh partly yelled "I..I just don't drink vodka..I'm sorry. i still drank it" I talked with a bit of fear. Unfresh is never like this. " You ungrateful BRAT!" unfresh then hit me...really hard it left a mark. "AK..ow.. what..why did you hit me...?" I started crying as my voice began to crack and stutter "you know why...just go home. I don't want you here anymore " those word broke me...I didn't like him so much anymore..."you know what? I'm breaking up with you!" Unfresh got really angery at these words " no you can't" I was kinda pissed at this point " what!? You can't just do tha-" he hit me again this time doing it harder and pushed me making me fall to the ground "your not breaking up with me..if you do I'll fucking dust you understand? Your mine. And don't tell anyone!" I just cried more and ran home. When I got home I went to my room without talking to my parents. I just cried in bed. I was scared. I didn't know what to do. I was too scared to call the cops because I know how unfresh can be. He WILL dust me if I tell anyone. I wiped my tears away quickly as I heard my dad open my door. "Pj? Are you alright? You didn't even say hello to me and your father. Did somthing happen at the bar with unfresh?" He spoke with worry. "Uh..no dad I'm fine. Nothing happened." "Are you sure jammy? You don't seem ok" "mhm..." I tried my best not to cry. "Pj..you can't lie to me. I'm your dad. I know when something's wrong." Dad sat down on my bed beside me and hugged me. I hugged back and started crying again. "It's ok jammy..I'm here. Do you wanna talk about it?" "No...just..stay with me" "of course! I'm always here when you need to talk" "thanks dad.." we hugged for a while and then he tucked me into bed. I fell into a deep sleep.
A few days later unfresh has been getting more abusive and toxic. He keeps yelling and hitting me. One day when he was pretty drunk and he...took off my clothes and...you know where it went from there. Things just keep getting worse for me. Unfresh doesn't even love me anymore. He never did. He keeps trying to get me really drunk so he can use me for my body. My heart feels broken.
me and unfresh were at the bar again "yo dude are you alright there? You look kinda nervous and upset. Did somthing happen?" Fresh worried. oh I'm ok just uh...stuff at home going on." I lied "you know you can talk to me? I'm here for you always jamster" "I'm fine" I lied again. Um unfresh I'm just going to go use the bathroom..." "Of course sweetheart " unfresh was only nice in public. He knows I hate being called things like that. I walked to the bathroom and went into a stall. As I was using the bathroom I saw somthing on the stall door. It was a little poster.
'Feeling unsafe with someone?
Just ask for an angel shot at the bartender!
Ask for with ice if you need a ride home
Ask for with lime if you need 911
We are here for you and we know how to handle this situation. So don't be afraid!
Just ask for and angel shot'
