Drill Rapper Imagines 🤭

"Help"-Setty B

"Bloody waters

Drowning every day, every day

Feels like I'm running in slow motion

And I'm loosing the race"

"Bloody Waters"-H.E.R.

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⚠️Mentions of domestic violence are present!

*Lo: You nd ur bf's place

Y/n POV:

"Fuck are the dishes still doin in the sink?" Jamir asks gettin on hots.

"I jus got back from work mh, I'll get sta-"

"Nah, cause you have an excuse for everything now, huh? Mad lazy, it's like I gotta do everything round here" he mugs, unable to make eye contact.

"I'm sorry babe..." I say approaching him.

"You ain't sorry, you jus sorry you didn't do shit!" He snaps, grabbin me by my neck.

Ngl ts would usally turn me on but his grip was way too hard nd it was outta malicious intent.

"B-bae-" I choke out but he wouldn't listen.

"You're such a stupid bitch! Yk ts?!" He says, now lifting me off the ground.

"I should dead kill yo ass, you'd prolly do more for me dead!" He yells, lowkey scarin tf outta me.

"B-baby please" I say with the last of my breath, my eyes were watery asf nd I couldn't beathe. He was really tryna kill me over a few dishes.

I made eye contact w/him, pleading for mercy. He's so fucking crazy, why did I ever agree to be w/him? He was so good to me within the first few months, but now he's jus beat on me nd do ts. I had no one to go to, he made me cut contact with everyone. It's all my fault.

I guess he snapped outta it cause he finally let me go, letting my body drop to the ground. My vision was mad blurry nd I was coughing, doing my best to catch my breath.

"You're lucky I was having a good day till you came back home... I want the dishes done nd dinner started by the time I get back." He says walkin away and out the door, slamming it behind him.

'I'm gonna get killed bc of ts one day, I gotta do sumn bout it'

After making sure he was out the complex I ran over to my neighbors apartment. Ian ever meet them but it's the first thing I could think of.

I lightly knocked on their door cause I was doin my best to make them wanna help me.

I was met w/some tall darkskin in a wife beater He had a durag on nd he was lowkey fine asf.

"Fuck you wa- yo wth happened w/u? Ain't you that girl who lives a few doors down?"

"Y-yea that's me... look, ik you don't know me nd have no reason to help me but please- I can't do this anymore, idk how much time I have before my boyfriend gets home but he's trying to kill me. I can't ask anyone else for help cause he took my phone nd everything- please jus let me make call" I beg w/tears in my eyes.

"Ah damn- uhhhh" he says while lookin back nd I heard some shuffling. He looked back nd told me to come back to which I did.

He had some friends over nd I could feel their eyes on me, it wasn't no weird looks tho. Eventually one of 'em spoke up.

"Yo, who's this?" One of them asks

"She jus needs some help" he explains to which he nods

"Yo, why's shordy movin scary?" Another guy says