"Hey Girlie! C'mon smile for me wontcha?"
You were dreaming about the time you and Rhett first met.
He was catcalling.
"Yoohoo. I know you can hear me Sweetie. Why don't you jump in this car and we can figure out what that body can do, eh?"
He honked his horn and you turned around, trying to think of something to say to show that you were outrageously offended.
"The hell do you think you're doing?" You couldn't think of anything clever to say.
"Just trying to get with the beautiful girl walking alone this cold night, I can give you a ride home, Angel"
You were uncomfortable but you didn't bring a jacket when you went out and gave it a chance.
That was a mistake.
" Oh, you uh, you missed my turn"
" Babe, did you really think I was going to take you home?"
He let out a cocky laugh that sickened you.
" Then, where are we going?"
You could hear the rising panic in your voice.
He looked over at you and you woke up, gasping.
A nurse walked over you with alarm.
" Miss, miss. Are you alright?"
She was grasping your arm, like Rhett would, and noticing your obvious distaste in what she was doing, she stepped back.
" I-I'm okay"
You hear a cheerful voice from across the room," Well, am I glad to hear that!"
You look over to a grinning Link, looking extremely joyful, and adorable, despite his wounds.
You weren't half as cheery.
"What are we doing here?", you asked to no one in particular.
The nurse began to answer but Link had best her with an earnest explanation,
" Well, you're boyfriend had some choice words and actions back there and decided to try and smash our skulls in, but m'lady, if you hadn't been there, I'd be gone!"
Silence.
The nurse cleared her throat.
" Rhett McLaughlin", you cringed at his name," attempted to kill both of you. We also learned about his past and what he did to you miss." There was pity in her eyes "We are very sorry and I'm happy to tell you that he has been imprisoned for all that he has done, you don't have to worry about him"
You tried but you couldn't feel happy about it, you almost felt bad for him. You just shrugged it off and mumbled, "Oh. Thank you" and looked down.
Why do I feel bad for him?
He should feel bad for what he did to me.
Did he have the right to do those things?
To my body?
I still don't know the answer.
Was I just born to be abused?
Maybe I was.
(A/N well look who decided to crawl out of their dark hole of not writing. Sincerely sorry. Just know that when I set dates and times for writing, they're never true. Whelp, thanks for stickin around. Hopefully I'll write again soon. Until then, XOXO Ariel)
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Step Away From That Ledge (LinkNealxReader)
FanfictionYou're tired of yourself. You're tired of the people who judge you. You're tired of just barely getting through each day. You're tired of the world. You could end it, here and now, end all your pain, your suffering. All you need to do is jump Unless...
