Learning To Love Again (Foolish×Reader)

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Karl's POV

When Chandler called me back, I was nervous to hear what had happened. It had been a while since I had asked him to check on Y/N. I hadn't stopped pacing.

I wasn't expecting to hear sniffles coming through the other end of the phone. Chandler never cries, not in front of us, at least. The sound filled me with dread. I almost didn't want to know what had caused his tears, but I had to make sure that Y/N was okay.

"Chandler, hey. Talk to me, bud."

"I failed her. I didn't even know," he cried.

An uneasy feeling settled in my stomach. "Slow down. Didn't know what? Is she okay?"

"No. No, she's not."

All the air left my body. "What happened?"

"John has been abusing her for six months, Karl. Six months, and I didn't know. I never even once suspected it." He sounded so defeated.

"I'm booking a flight," I opened my PC and instantly started looking at flights, the earliest being in a couple of hours.

"I don't know how to help her. He's leaving for a couple of days, business trip. I took her back to my house, she's sleeping in the guest room. He brainwashed her. My little sister believes that this sick bastard loves her even though he has no problem beating her. Her body is bruised black and blue. There are hand imprints on her. He gave her a black eye today. I wanted to kill him, Karl. I saw red. Y/N was begging me to stop hurting him. I didn't want to. I stopped, but if she hadn't said anything, I would be in custody right now with a murder charge. I can't just let him get away with this. It's not right. He hurt my sister, Karl. She can barely move without being in pain. She's been hiding this for six months. Six months! I don't understand."

"I'll be there by tomorrow afternoon. I promise that we'll help her. I'll do everything that I possibly can." I couldn't believe what Chandler had just told me. Not my Y/N,my best friend. She doesn't deserve any of this. She's the sweetest soul ever. Everyone who had ever met her would agree. She refused to see anything less than the good in people. Why did it have to be her?

Y/N POV

Waking up felt like the worst possible thing. I didn't have the energy to get out of bed, I didn't want to. My life has been flipped upside down. Chandler will never let me see John again. I don't know what to do.

I've never felt this low before, this hopeless. Was he actually aware of what he was doing when he would hurt me? And if he was, was our relationship even real? Did it ever mean anything to him?

My head was spinning with these questions. I felt sick. This couldn't be happening. It was all a sick dream. I'd wake up, only to find that none of this happened, and I'd be back where I was a year ago.

A knock was heard on the door. Chandler walked in a few seconds later with a bottle of water and some medicine. "Tylenol, it will help with the pain. If you get dressed, I have a surprise for you in the living room."

I replied with a small nod, not really wanting to see whatever it was, but knowing I needed to.

I got ready as quickly as my body would allow me, which wasn't very fast. I put on one of my favorite hoodies, an XPLR one that was oversized. I liked the way that it just drowns me in it. It's one of the best feelings.

I made my way into the living room with my head down. I'm dreading seeing Chandler. I know I just saw him, but now that I'm up, I feel like he might want to talk about it. I'm not ready to. He thinks that John is a terrible person, but he's not.

"Y/n..." I snap my head up when I hear that voice. My eyes lock with his blue ones. I can't believe that he's here. Why is he here? He looks tired, but not physically. It's not a jet-lagged tired. He looks mentally drained.

"Karl, what? Why are you here?" His eyes go wide with shock. "I don't mean it in a bad way. I'm super happy you're here, but why?" I clarify.

"I had to make sure you were okay. You weren't answering my calls. I was worried after I heard the abrasive words that were being thrown at you. I was scared that you were seriously hurt. I just want you to be okay."

"Well, I'm just fine." I put a smile on my face. "You really didn't need to spend all that money on a ticket." He just frowns in response.

"You have a black eye, Y/n. You don't get to say there and tell me that you're fine when you clearly aren't." Karl retaliated, looking like he was about to cry.

"He didn't mean to. This wasn't his fault!" Now, I'm getting worked up, my own tears threatening to fall. "He doesn't want to hurt me. He really doesn't. He loves me, and I love him. The John that Chandler saw the other day, that wasn't him! My John is sweet and caring. That wasn't him. He doesn't mean it."

I don't even care that I'm crying now. They don't understand. There's no way for them to. I don't think they'll ever let me go back to him. But I love him. I have to find a way back. This isn't supposed to be happening.

"Y/n..." Chandler trailed off.

"I need to be alone right now." I walk back to the room I'm staying in. It's not my room. My room is back in my apartment. My room is the one I share with John.

A/N
You are loved. Stay safe, and drink water. Eat something. You deserve nothing less than the best.