If you won't love me I make you.

💚Toxic love💚

Y/n pov:

You woke up cuddling up to Patrick. He woke up. Patrick looked down at me.

Patrick: 'are you going to keep being friends with Michael?'

Y/n: ' oh I forgot to tell you me and Michael fell out.'

I lied I wasn't going to stop being friends with Michael and I do wanna fight again and not going to lie Patrick scared me yesterday is this normal? I would probably ask Michael.

I got up to get dressed grabbing a white T-shirt with a bloody knife on it and black baggy jeans. I looked in the mirror I gasped to what happened?!

Patrick: 'isn't it beautiful?'

On your neck was a hand shaped bruised it was purple blue colour. I put my hand around the bruise my hand looked so small to his hand that was the second I knew that he was in control not me...

Y/n: 'y-yes but ima cover so now one thing that you're abusing me.'

Patrick: ' okay love.'

I covered with a black scarf. I walked down stairs luckily Patrick wasn't going to school to day cause his mom was forcing him. Go to the mall.

I walked to Michaels house I knocked on the brown door. I looked around to make sure no one was looking mostly Patrick. Michael opened the door I swallowed hurting my throat as I did.

Michael: ' y/n why you here I'm not going to school to day and isn't Patrick with you?'

Y/n: 'no he's not with me he's at the shop and I have a question...'

Michael: 'what's your question?'

Y/n: is it umm normal for uh I don't know how to say it so I show it..'

I undid my scarf putting in my hand I heard Michael gasp I looked up at him his hand was on his faces he was crying a bit but why?

Michael: ' come in I'll help you with that!'

Y/n: 'thanks.'

I walked into Michael house it was pretty nice better then my house he sat down in his kitchen he when to his cupboards then pulling out a first aid box. He sat next to me putting the box on the table helping my neck.

Michael:'I'm guessing Patrick did this after he found out I was friends with you correct?'

He put the box back he looked back at me he had stopped crying I looked at the floor.

Y/n: ' is this normal for a relationship?'

Michael: 'I- no y/n this isn't normal if you don't break up with him him soon he have full power in the relationship.'

I knew he was correct but I loved Patrick to much and if I tried what would happen to me? We got in a argument last time now look what happened to me...

Michael: 'if you can't do it for yourself do it got me please y/n he hurt you more of you don't go now.'

Y/n: ' I will try.'

He sighed in relief to you're respond.

Michael: 'you should get some rest okay?'

Y/n: 'okay I try to get some rest.'

I stood up giving Michael a hug before leaving to go home. I walked out side i only was at Michael for 2 hours so I could get 4 hours rest. I got home opening the door locking the doors and windows and taking off my shoes before hitting the bed and passing out to sleep.

I woke up to screaming? I opened the door a bit  to see nothing I walked down to see Patrick he was holding a knife! I gasped to see my dad lifeless on the floor blood was going straight down his mouth to his chest he looked to be stabbed by Patrick 4-6 times and was obviously jump from behind and ended by getting stabbed in the heart before dying.

Patrick: ' you won't leave me?'

Y/n: 'wtf Patrick you'r insane?!'

Patrick: 'so are you?'

Y/n: 'you killed my fucking dad wtf!'

Patrick : 'you were going to leave me?'

Y/n: 'going to?'

Patrick look at me with a confused look in his eyes.

Y/n: 'we are done Patrick get out!'

Patrick: 'y-'

Y/n: 'GET OUT PATRICK OR I CALL THE POLICE!'

Patrick grabbed my lifeless father picking him up like he weight nothing and shuffled him into a big black bag and left at the back door so no one would see him. I locked the door I Kneeled down my head was in my knees I being to cry. God why did I fall for him. Maybe I should just like people who aren't real or never date again?

My breathes were heavy would I fall in-love again? Would I see my dad again that was a question I could answer no...

I stood up before my mom would get home and see me and start to suspect me. God love made people do stupid shit. I got in bed looking at roof of my bedroom the walls were dirty and about to fade from its colour .I soon fell asleep when I felt safe to.