SP Characters Song One-Shots

Bad idea (Wilhemina)

Requested by someone who wishes to be Anonymous✨
They requested the theme and direction of the story...

TW: ⚠️ABUSE!! Abusive relationship, mentions of physical and mental abuse and violence

Y/n's POV~~~

"Who are you texting!?" My friend Sam said screaming over the music playing in the club.

"No one! Just-snapping?"

"Who!?" They yell snatching my phone.

"Y/n! SERIOUSLY STOP! PUSH-UPS NOW!"

"You are seriously going to make me do them here?!"

There's a rule in our friend group, mention your ex face the consequences. In this case Sam chose push-ups.

Unfortunately this is an unbreakable law, it's either this or hand over my phone.

I crawl out the booth flipping Sam off, "you will thank me later." They wink.

5 'push up' complete I get back on my feet, "now I have to pee thanks."

"Ooo pee buddy!" My friend Lex said getting up with me.

"Y/n can I ask you something?" Lex said fixing their makeup.

"I am peeing so I am trapped, so nows the time." I answer sarcastically.

"Why do you still talk to her after what happened?" I look down at the floor, now seeing and feeling the effects of the alcohol in my system.

"I am-closure I guess?" Lex sighed.

"What is it that will help you get that." Nothing, I still loved her.

The red head cheated on me, controlled me, treat me like dirt on her shoe...but she was so sweet in moments. Those make up for all the bad times I told myself over and over.

We were together for 3 years, and those three years my whole life was consumed. It was probably the most confusing my life's ever been.

Mina and I were even engaged, I remember it so well.

It was the day I walked in on her fucking that bitch she met in LA Billie something.

I went shopping, bought some clothes for Mina to try on for the date. I was shocked, sad, angry to say the least.

I threw my clothes down on the floor. Then I ran out the room, she chased after me, she pushed me up against my wall, telling me she loved me and I make her a weak person.

She hated being weak or being see as, always has.

It was my fault she did that or needed to, I made her feel like she had to prove she wasn't weak. I failed her.

I remember she told me, "darling your so pretty it hurts." Kissing me against the wall, telling me how much I mean to her and how I carry to much influence on her.

My fault.

I asked for her forgiveness, tears streaming down my cheeks, I was an awful girlfriend for not paying enough attention to her needs and feelings.

Moments later she kneeled down asking me to marry her...

Not the most romantic, but definitely memorable...

We made an agreement not long after, I never wanted her to be or feel powerless and the only way to prevent that is completely submitting, which I did. I couldn't lose her, I couldn't share her.

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"Hello? Y/n? Girl you okay? Need a hair tie?" Lex knocked on the stall...

"No sorry I just- you go ahead, I need to be alone, just for a moment."