Hailee Steinfeld oneshots

It's all in your head pt3⚠️

A/n: part 3 yall. Thank you for support!

Summary: the following events in Y/ns life

Wc: 1580

Warnings: abuse
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"Hailee pl-ease sst-op" I cry pleadingly. Hailees hand is once again firmly holding my neck against the wall.

Previous to this we've had yet another argument. I accidentally raised my voice at her which she didn't like at all.

It's been a month since the first time she hit me, and as much as I hoped that would be the first and last time. It wasn't. It has become more frequent. Every time I say something wrong or do something wrong she would beat me senseless.

"What you can't take anymore?" She fakes sympathy, tightening her grasp on my neck

"N-n-no pl-please" more tears stream down my tear stained cheeks

"You should have thought about that before you acted like that" she rasps. My eyes flicker from hers, to which she forcefully grabs my jaw forcing my eyes on hers. "What the fuck did I say about looking at me when I speak?" She shouts as I flinch at her words "Hm? What did I say?" She relaxes her hand, allowing me to speak

"T-to llo-ok at y-you when you sp-speak" I stutter between gasps for air

"And did you do that?" An evil smile spreads across her face as her voice thickens with anger

"N--no I'm sorry" I apologise "just please let me go" I plead as Hailee chuckles evilly, tightening her hand on my neck again

"You disobeyed me darling. I gave you one simple rule and you couldn't even follow that." She leans over to whisper in my ear "and now you will face the consequences. Trust me you won't forget tonight. Oh and you will have a hard time covering the bruises I'm about to put on your body" she releases her hand from my neck before her fist meets my cheek. Tears shoot from my eyes as I place a hand over my cheek to try and soothe the pain and defend myself from her strong hits.

"Put your hands down!" Hailee demands. I relenctantly place my hands by my sides allowing her to hit me over and over again.
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My eyes flicker open, noticing a hand surrounding my waist.

"Morning beautiful" she whispers in my ear, tightening her grip on my waist. Her soft lips place kisses on my neck.

"Morning" I whisper, enjoying her soft touch. Her touch which is the total contrast from how it was last night.

We both unravel ourselves from the bedsheets making our way to the bathroom. I look at the mirror in shock, noticing a bunch of new bruises scattered across my hands all the way to my face. I swallow hard as a pair of hands wrap around my waist.

"I'm sorry Y/n" she apologises, placing a kiss on my neck over a bruise "I lost control I'm sorry"

This is what leaves me confused. The soft side of her that comes out during the day, mostly after she beats me. This soft side which is the complete opposite of the one that raises her hands at me.

She always apologises after everything and somehow I fall for it hoping she will change. That hope gets crushed every time she raises her voice at me or hits me. Every time she burns me down for a moment it feels like heaven.

"It's okay Haiz. I get it" I agree in fear of what the consequences will be if I don't agree with her
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Currently Hailee is at work while I got together with my best friend, Emma.

"Hey you good?" Emma questions as I snap out of my trance.

"Yeah I'm fine" I respond faking a smile

"You sure? You seem a little out of it" she reaches for my hand which is on my knees "you know you can tell me anything right?" She smiles. My eyes glance to hers for a second as a sense of safety fills my senses.