𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗧𝘂𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝗜𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗢𝗻𝗲

𑁍𝗬𝗼𝘂𝘁𝘂𝗯𝗲𝗿𝘀~𝗧𝗼𝘅𝗶𝗰 𝗘𝘅𑁍

A/N~Y/E/N means your ex's name.

TW~Abusive boyfriend and bruises.

Y/N's POV

As I stood in front of the mirror, applying layer after layer of makeup to hide the bruises on my face, I couldn't help but feel a sense of dread wash over me. I knew that going to this party with Tara was risky, especially since Y/E/N had explicitly told me not to go. But I needed to get out, even if it was just for one night.

"Tara, are you sure about this?" I asked nervously, turning to her as she helped me put on my outfit.

"Don't worry, babes. We've got this. Y/E/N has no power over you at the club" she reassured me, giving me a comforting smile.

But as I looked at my reflection in the mirror, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was walking into a lion's den. I knew Y/E/N was capable of anything, and the thought of him finding out about the party filled me with fear.

As we arrived at the party, the atmosphere was buzzing with energy. I was surrounded by my friends – Sam, Colby, Matt, Nick, Chris, Larray, Jake, Johnnie, and Tara – and for a moment, I allowed myself to forget about the world outside.

But that moment was shattered when the door slammed open, and Y/E/N stormed in, his eyes blazing with anger. My heart stopped as he made his way towards us, his gaze fixed on me.

"Y/N, what the hell are you doing here? I told you not to come to this party! We're going home NOW!"" he snarled, grabbing my arm with a force that made me wince in pain.

"Y/E/N! STOP!" I yelled, hitting his back, as the rest of my friends got up from the table, rushing to me.

I tried to pull away, but his grip was too tight. Panic gripped me as he started pulling me towards the door, his fingers digging into my skin.

"Let go of me, Y/E/N!" I shouted, kicking and punching him in a desperate attempt to break free.

But just as I felt like I was losing the battle, Matt came over and grabbed me from Y/E/N's grasp, his eyes filled with concern.

"Get off of her, man! Sam, Tara, take Y/N!" Matt yelled, pulling me back towards Sam and Tara.

Colby intervened, pushing Y/E/N away as the rest of the guys came to my aid, taking me back towards the table.

"You're not taking her anywhere, Y/E/N," Colby said firmly, his voice filled with determination.

"The fuck you mean? She's my girl, I'll do whatever the fuck I want to her, so Y/N get your ass up now and come here!" Y/E/N shouted, and due to my fear I started to stand up, only to have Jake standing in front of me protectively.

"She's not going anywhere with you anymore Y/E/N, now back up!" Jake shouted, as Tara sat me back down.

I leaned into Sam, tears streaming down my face, "You're okay Y/N, he's not gonna be coming near you again." Sam said, as I winced when he rubbed my arm.

"Wait, Y/N, give me your arms." Tara said, gently wiping off my makeup to reveal the bruises that littered my arms. I sobbed uncontrollably as the reality of the situation sank in – Y/E/N's abuse was no longer a secret.

"Jesus Y/N, we'll protect you now, it's okay." Nick said as he rubbed my back from his spot at the table.

Matt and Colby grabbed security as they escorted Y/E/N out of the club, with Larray and Chris frantically dialing the police. I clung to Sam, Nick, and Johnnie as the adrenaline wore off, leaving me feeling drained and vulnerable.

The police arrived soon after, and I recounted the events of the night through tear-stained eyes. They took Y/E/N into custody, and I felt a sense of relief wash over me knowing that he was finally facing the consequences of his actions.

"We'll need you to come into the station in the next week or so to give a statement and to take pictures of your bruises for evidence, is that alright ma'am?" The police officer asked as I nodded. Tara held my hand as Matt and Colby returned to the table.

Sam offered to take me to his house with him and Colby, as I was living with Y/E/N at the time. I accepted after a lot of convincing and persuasion from the guys, but soon enough I was asleep on the bed in the guest room, finally calming down from today's events.