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(TW: abuse, self-harm, eating disorder, SA )
(This is a fake story written for purely for entertainment. None of these situations are real. I made this whole story up
Y/ns pov:
49 missed calls from Lizzie❤️❤️❤️
38 missed texts from Lizzie❤️❤️❤️
Lizzie❤️❤️❤️:
Y/n, are you OK
Hello???
Pls answer
I'm really scared
Y/n pls
I'm begging you js answer pls
Me:
wtf do u want?
Lizzie❤️❤️❤️:
Call me
Me:
Fine.
The last thing I wanted to do was call her, but I figured if I called her, maybe she'd just leave me alone. "Wtf do you want lizzie? Stop bothering me already." "Are you OK? What happened?" "I'm fucking fine. Now, is that all you called for?" "No I'm calling to tell you that I'm pregnant. Sorry I was "whoring around" y/n, yeah I was raped by my fucking boyfriend. Yeah, it was great, so how was your day?" "Lizzie what? Why the fuck are you telling me this? Aren't you supposed to call the police or some shit?" "Not in this situation."Wtf is the situation then lizzie?" "Nothing just thought I'd let you know before I leave." "What? Leave? Where are you going? Why? Why are you leaving?" "My boyfriend wants to move somewhere safer for the baby."Your boyfriend raped you. No place is safe with him." "Ok well I just thought I would tell you. Ok. Bye." Wtf. Wtf. Wtf. Oh my God. What am I going to do. Oh my God I called her a whore too on top of that. Fuck. Wtf. I'm fucked. So I did the only thing I normally do when my life gets fucked up. I go to a bar meet a fucked up man and fuck him all night long. Idc if I get pregnant at this point. I can always get an abortion. I get to the bar and fuck. That guy is so hot. I may be gay but he is the only exception for me. Damn. And just like that I forgot all about lizzie. All about her boyfriend, her baby, and me losing my sober streak. It all just seemed to float away while he pounded into me and fucked me to no extent. It was 3 hours later and we we're still fucking. I was dying. It hurt so bad. But I was starting to go numb so it was OK. I was about to tell him to stop when it all came back to me, lizzie, her boyfriend, and all of my shit. And that hurt more than this so I kept going. We kept going til someone walked in I assumed it was his sister but no it was fucking lizzie. Fuck. Why are all the hot ones related to each other. "Y/n? What the fuck are you doing here? Why are you fucking my brother?" I couldn't breathe. I couldn't move. My whole body went numb. I couldn't feel anything. When I went to speak, nothing came out. I couldn't even think straight my whole brain was fucked up. God damn. I started seeing red as I fell to the ground.
