Leave the World on Read

When it rains, it pours ( John B Routledge x Reader )

"WHERE is IT!?!" I hear my mother's usually strung out boyfriend rummaging around the living room looking for god knows what. I sighed and turned up the music I had playing trying to drown the noise out. I go back to drawing in my sketchbook. But I'm suddenly interrupted by my bedroom door flying open banging loudly against the wall. "What the fuck?" I ask my eyebrow raising. "Don't you sass me you little bitch." Seth sneered. "What do you want?" I huffed. Seth lunged at me grabbing me by the throat and slamming me up against the wall. "Where the FUCK did my stash go? It was one of your scummy ass friends you Barbie bimbo whose wasn't it?" Seth roared. "I-I Don't k-know, but I it wasn't them." I gasped out trying to pry his grubby mitts off of me. "Yeah right who else would it be?" Seth grunted. "I -I Don't blame them, it w-was p-prob-ably, o-one of y-your m-moronic c-c-crew." I spit. "FUCK YOU! you know what I'm tired of your shitty ass attitude and no gratitude, I pay for this house, I make your mother happy, I'm done dealin' with your ugly stupid ass... pack. your. shit. and GET OUT, and DON'T COME BACK!!" He ordered dropping me, smacking me hard across the face and storming out of my room. It was then I noticed my mom watching us eyes glazed over drunk probably. "Mom, are you gonna let him kick me out?" I whisper pleaded. "I-i-itsss h-h hic h-hiis hooouse, a-aand I I III llooovve h-him, sssso, hic - bye bye." She shrugged and waved turning to either find him or continue drinking. "Whatever, I don't want to stay here anyway." I muttered to myself grabbing my school backpack and a small duffle shoving in everything I owned that was important to me packing as quickly and quietly as I could. After double-checking I had everything, I moved to grab my phone charger off the top of my dresser catching a glimpse of myself in the mirror, there was a rapidly bruising hand print covering the majority of my neck, my eye was quickly swelling and turning a dark purple and the back of my head was throbbing where it was slammed into the wall. I snatch up my phone and go to text my boyfriend, John B,  to ask if he could pick me up until I could figure out what I was going to do and it was dead. "Fantastic, looks like I'm walking." I muttered grabbing my bags. "Go on glad to finally get you out you whore." Seth sneered. I stopped in the doorway turning back around to look at him. "Hey Seth? one more thing." I held out my arm and gave him the finger. "You bitch." Seth leapt up off the couch before I could blink and shoved me out the door. I fell down the concrete steps leading up to our house and scraped up my knee. I dusted myself off the best I could and started walking to JB's house. I had been walking for but 5 minutes when I heard a crash of thunder and it started pouring. "I guess it's true what they say, when it rains, it pours." I muttered to myself knowing that if my best friend JJ was here he'd have laughed at that. Trudging ever onward towards my destination, I could feel the emotional toll dawning on me as tears started to roll down my cheeks, my chin wobbling, despite my trying to keep them at bay. I was officially soaked through cold and shivering, when I heard a old sounding yet familiar car horn beside me. "Yo y/n babe what are you doing out here in this rain, get in, get in." John B said gesturing with his arm. I got in and JJ threw a hoodie at me from the back. "Thanks." I mumbled pulling it on, putting the hood up and tucking my chin into it to hide my bruised neck and eye for the time being under the guise of being cold. "So why were you walking alone with baggage in the pouring rain?" JB asked. I glanced to see who all was in the car, seeing only JJ and JB I decided to tell them part of the story I'd wait till we were back at the chateau for some of the details. "Well one of Seth's druggie friends must have stolen his stash, but uh he blames me and said because he pays the rent and pays for every thing he told me to get out, and my mom was so either high or hammered that she literally and I quote said well I love him so bye bye. He called me ungrateful, ugly, stupid ass, a bitch and a whore, a Barbie bimbo whore, oh and called y'all my scummy ass friends." I tried to stifle a sniffle but failed and ended up accidentally letting a sob out. "Oh baby." John B said reaching out a hand for me to hold while driving with the other. "Jeez that's harsh." JJ muttered patting my shoulder. "Thanks guys... so um John B I hate to put you out or be a burden, but uh until I can figure something out would you mind if I stayed with you at the chateau...please? and only if it's ok with JJ too." I asked timidly. "Sweetheart of course you can stay with me, I was going to offer if you hadn't asked, and don't think for one second that you'd be burdening me, because we're in this together you and me baby." John B soothed. "I'm cool with it, the more the merrier, just don't get freakay on my bed." JJ said. "Ew J." I muttered. We finally arrived at JB's, him coming around to help me out of the Twinkie. "I got your bags." JB said gently taking them from me. I tried not to limp as I followed him and JJ inside. However I had underestimated how scraped my knee was and didn't realize it had bled a small river down my leg when it got mixed with the rain. "Y/N Baby you okay?" John B asked dropping my bags and stooping over to take a closer look. "Oh uh- no- I FUCK." I broke down crying and sunk to the floor JB wrapping his arms around me holding me to his chest. "Shhh there we go, I got ya, let it out, just let it all out." He soothed rubbing my back lightly. Once my sobs finally died down to hiccups and I had a few sips of water from the glass JJ brought to me, I told them the rest. "Well I omitted a few details in the retelling," I paused slowly taking off the hoodie exposing my now fully bruised neck and now black eye to the guys. "When the a-hole stormed into my room to blame me for stealing his stuff, he um, grabbed me by my throat and slammed me against my bedroom wall, so my head is also throbbing, smacked me hard across the face and um on my way out the door, that's when he called me a whore, so I turned and looked at him and gave him the finger so he shoved me down the concrete front steps and I scraped my knee." I finally admitted. "Oh baby, my baby, my sweet girl, you didn't deserve any of that." John B said pulling me close again. "Damn girl, been there, done that, s'not fun." JJ said. "JJ grab the painkillers and an ice pack please will you I'm gonna clean up her knee." JB said standing us both up and leading me over to the bathroom, where he sat me on the counter and began the clean up. "Thank you JB, for everything." I whispered taking in the concentration on his face. "I just wish I had been there to protect you." He muttered. I sighed sliding my fingers under his chin gently leading him to look at me."JB no, you didn't need to be there you didn't need any trouble, besides you're here now taking care of me, helping to put me back together, that's what really matters." I said giving him a kiss and running my fingers through his brown locks. "I suppose you're right...would you like me to kiss it better?" Jb offered pointing at my now bandaged knee a small teasing smile dancing across his lips. "Yes please." I nodded. He placed a light kiss on top of the bandage then helped me off the counter. JJ came around the corner with the painkillers, an ice pack and a topped off glass of water. "Here ya go girlie." He smiled dropping the pills in my hand, passing me the water and setting the ice pack next to me. "Thank you JJ." I smiled after swallowing the pills. JJ clapped his hands, "So who's up for a movie night? Huh? CHUD anyone?" He asked looking from me to Jb. "Whatever she wants to do." JB said wrapping an arm around my shoulders while nodding towards me. "Sure why not, I could use some underground dwellers, and 80's style cgi." I chuckled and shrugged, then held the ice pack up to my eye. "Hell Yeah that's what I'm talking about!" JJ cheered going to set up the movie. John B and I cuddled up on one side of the couch while JJ sat on the other. This was exactly what I needed, safe, fun, quality, time with some of my real family.

John B Routledge x Reader 
John B Routledge Imagines
John B Routledge Imagine
John B Routledge x Reader you get hurt
John B Routledge x Reader you get sick
John B Routledge x Reader fluff
John B Routledge x Reader he's worried about you
John B Routledge x Reader He takes care of you
John B Routledge x Reader Comfort
John B Routledge fluff
John B Routledge x Reader
John B Routledge x Pogue Reader
John B Routledge x reader you're upset
John B Routledge x Reader you cry
John B Routledge x reader you're overwhelmed
John B Routledge x Bad day
John B Routledge x reader you have a bad day
John B Routledge x reader you have a nightmare
John B Routledge x reader you have an abusive family member
John B Routledge x reader he finds out you've been abused
John B Routledge x reader you have a panic attack