TSITP Imagines

Psycho boyfriend | Jeremiah Fisher

TW: Abuse, mention of sexual assault, blood (None of it includes Jeremiah)

Your boyfriend was a psychopath.

He was an abusive asshole, whenever he got mad at you he would hit you.

He was a piece of shit but you couldn't leave him because you were scared of what he would do to you.

He was awful to you, he never treated you with respect and whenever he didn't like something he would take it out on you.

You had cried to Jeremiah about him and Jeremiah hated him after everything he did.

You would always come back with bruises and blood all over you.

Jeremiah threatened to go beat the shit out of him but you refused and tried to calm him down.

Your boyfriend said he would kill you if you ever told anyone and since you told Jeremiah you had him promise to not say anything at all.

Jeremiah hated you were in this situation but realistically, there was nothing he could do.

He couldn't go to the police without you, he couldn't beat the shit out of your supposed boyfriend, he couldn't do anything without your consent and you weren't consenting to anything.

You begged Jeremiah not to do anything, even if he really wanted to but he agreed he wouldn't do anything.

Ever since then, you stayed with Jeremiah after your ex was abusive towards you.

Which was getting more frequently, you had old bruises turn black because he would just re-bruise you over and over again.

Until tonight, you finally had enough.

You couldn't take it anymore and were leaving tonight, you had enough of the abuse.

You didn't deserve any of it and you realized he didn't love you, if he loved you he wouldn't hit you and treat you like shit.

You didn't know exactly how you would leave but it didn't matter what happened tonight.

You were confident in yourself that you'll be able to leave, but apart of you was scared about what he would do to you.

You had just packed everything you owned and was about to go out the door when your ex barged in.

"Where the fuck do you think your going?" He grabbed your throat and pushed you against the wall.

You couldn't breathe from his tight grip, choking for air that he wouldn't allow you to breathe.

"If you think your going anywhere think again, your stuck with me bitch." He snarled, his grip tightening even more.

You were starting to lose consciousness and lifted your foot and kicked him in the balls as hard as you could.

He groaned out in pain and grabbed you by your hair, pulling you up to look at him.

You let out a yelp of pain and looked up at him with nothing but fear in your eyes.

"You're not going anywhere, you can't leave you have nowhere to go." He said nastily and looked you up and down.