Weasley Twin Oneshots

Toxic relationship (f.w.)

Tw~ toxic relationship, toxic fred
Pt 1(should I make a pt 2??)
"WHAT THE FUCK, FRED?!?" You had screamed at the shirtless man. You had walked in on your boyfriend of 3 years, cheating on you for the third time. He convinced you to stay with him, and you couldn't leave the love of your life, could you?

"THIS IS THE THIRD FUCKING TIME, FREDRICK! THE THIRD TIME YOUVE CHEATED ON ME!"

"Please, let me explain-" Fred said, calmly. Why the fuck was he calm?

"Explain, WHAT?!?"

Silence.

"Yknow what? We're done! Done! Keep the fuck away from me, or I swear to god!" You had slammed his bedroom door, located in the flat above the Joke Shop.

"Y/n/n, please!" Fred yelled from the other side. You heard a loud crash from the inside of his room, then his door opens. Glass was shattered everywhere. His knuckles were bloodied and bruised.

"I'm grabbing my shit and leaving. Don't talk to me." You said, cold heartedly. Or at least you tried but a cry escaped your lips.

"I know i fucked up, Y/n/n. But please-"

"Don't call me that!" You grabbed your bag and put an extension charm on it, so all of your belongings fit.

You were grabbing whatever you could and shoving it quickly in your bag. Fred came over and started unpacking your things.

"Please don't leave. I can't live without you! You're the only thing I love! I love you, Y/n!"

You stayed silent. Fred grabbed your wrist in hopes you would stop, but his grip was harsh.

"Stop, you're hurting me!" He immediately retracted his hand from your bruised wrist.

"I didn't mean to! I'm so sorry, Y/n! I can't have anything." You were kind of scared of Fred as soon as your eyes landed on the two fresh empty bottles of Firewhiskey by his nightstand. But one of them was shattered. That's what that shattering noise was.

Fred had aggressively ran his hand through this hair and walked to the wall and banged his head on it. He threw some punches at the wall, creating fist sized holes in the wall.

"Fred, stop. You are scaring me," you whispered. You had just enough clean clothes for a couple days.

"Please. Please, don't leave me," he started crying. Oh, how you hated seeing him cry.

"I need space. Don't contact me. Have a wonderful life with those women you've chose that are so more important than your girlfriend of three years." You apparated. You didn't have any place in mind but your wand led you to The Leaky Cauldron. You headed to the restroom to clean up, and try to cover up the fact you were crying.