"you ready?"
"Uhm y-yeah"
"Baby are you sure? You don't sound too sure and I'd never want to do anything unless you're completely and fully sure it's what you want."She stays silent
"My love are you uncomfortable saying no?"
She nods quickly and small, and I could barely notice it.I hate it when she isn't comfortable talking to me. I hate seeing her like this, it completely breaks my heart.
"Baby you wanna cuddle and binge Grey's Anatomy? I'll order dinner."
She stays silent
I wipe tears off of her cheekI interlock our fingers and hands together
"Baby squeeze my hand if that sounds good."
She squeezes
"U-uhm- but j-just order for yourself.. i'm not h-hungry"
"My love you haven't eaten all day, can you try and eat a little bit for me?"
She shakes her head and tears up again"Love it's ok come here, I got you. You're body is so beautiful."
"N-no it's n-not"
She says, sobbing
"Baby why would I lie?"
"Y-you wouldn't b-but you don't k-know what it truly l-looks like""Love everything about you is so beautiful. You're personality and appearance. You're voice is beautiful, your eyes especially, your curves and bumps are beautiful. Baby even if you weren't as perfect as you are, I'd still love you just the same. Your body is just a bonus to the blessing I get every day getting to call you mine. Baby look at me."
I lift up her chin to see her face red, and mascara running down her face.
"Baby you said you stopped using make-up. It's perfectly fine if you wear it, but it can't be for the wrong reasons my love."
She tries to turn her head away from me, and I gently turn her head back to me
"Babygirl you're fucking perfect, you should never feel uncomfortable around me. You're safe in my arms. I'd never ever judge you. You're the love of my life and I'd never let anything hurt you. What do you want? I'm getting 7 fucking burritos from taco bell."
"i'll eat something here"
"Alright, do you need help my love?"
"no, I'll be right back"She leaves the room
About 10 minutes later I hear crying
I rush into the kitchen to find her in only a sports bra and biker shorts
Theres spaced out lines around her thighs, legs, and torso. The lines are dark brown with spots of red. Dried blood.
She's crying holding a kitchen knife in her hand.I run to her side and pull her head to my chest. I hear the clattering of the knife being dropped on the floor.
"Baby-"
"P-please don't l-look at m-me"
She pushes me off of her and rushes to our shared bedroomI come back into the room and she's put a hoodie that covered down to her knees and she has sweatpants on
"My baby..."
"Love lift up your hoodie a bit"
She shakily raises her hoodie
I kiss every one of her cuts and rub her back while doing soWhen I'm finished, I rise back up to her face and kiss each part of her face
"You know, I have a strict rule for myself. I only kiss pretty people. Ugly bitches can go- idk man."
"You deserve better"
"Bitch the fuck does that mean? I have so many options, if you weren't my best opinion, why would I choose you if you weren't?"I kiss her and we lay back down in bed
"I would look so much better with surgery"
"Baby you're perfect. Surgery would be damaging to your physical and mental health. You're my beautiful baby and nothing's ever gonna change that.""Can you still hear me, my love?"
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YALL THIS IS THE END IM SRY I GOT REALLY BORED REALLY FAst BUT YUH GURL IS WORKING ON A NEW SERIES YAYY ANYWAYS SO I MEANT IT LIKE "CAN YOU STILL HEAR ME" CUZ SHE FELL ASLEEP SHE DIDNT DIE K BYEBYE LOVIES
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Billie Eilish Imagines | my love
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