𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗧𝘂𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝗜𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗢𝗻𝗲

𑁍𝗠𝗮𝘁𝘁 𝗦𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗼𝗹𝗼~𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗙𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𑁍

A/N~This was requested by Sturniolotriplet1, I hope you and everyone else likes it.

TW~Yelling, swearing, breakdown, mentions of self harm and panic attack.

Y/N'S POV

I walked back into the house after a fun day of shopping with Madi, expecting a warm welcome from my boyfriend, Matt. Instead, I was met with a scowl on his face. I immediately felt a pang of concern and worry. "Hey, babe," I said, trying to sound cheerful as I walked up to him to give him a kiss.

But instead of reciprocating, he turned his back on me and walked into the kitchen. I followed him, trying to figure out what was wrong. "Matt, what's going on?" I asked, my voice laced with concern.

He slammed his hand on the counter, making me flinch. "Don't fucking act dumb," he growled.

I was taken aback. "What do you mean? I'm not." I said, trying to defend myself.

But he just kept staring at me, his eyes blazing with anger. "You were out with Madi today, weren't you?" he accused.

I felt a lump form in my throat. "Yes, I was. We went to get your and Chris and Nick's birthday presents," I explained.

But Matt just shook his head. "You're not telling me the whole truth, you were with a guy too weren't you?" he said, his voice dripping with suspicion.

I felt a surge of fear mixed with panic. "Matt, I swear I'm not cheating on you. I would never do that," I said, my voice shaking.

But Matt just grabbed me, his grip tight. "Don't fucking lie to me!" He repeated, his voice low and menacing.

I was so scared that I started to panic. My breathing quickened and my heart raced. I tried to push Matt away, but he held me tight. "Matt, you're hurting me!" I exclaimed. Finally, he released me and I stumbled backwards into the bathroom.

I slammed the door shut behind me and leaned against it, trying to catch my breath. But my breathing was shallow and rapid. I felt like I was going to pass out.

Just as I was starting to feel like I was going to lose consciousness, I heard the door open again. It was Matt, and he crouched down in front of me, his eyes filled with concern.

"Hey, Y/N, breathe for me," he said softly. I shook my head, scurrying further back into the corner of the room, still trying to catch my breath. Matt put his hands up and gently took my hands in his. "It's okay," he said softly. "I'm not going to hurt you. I promise."

Slowly but surely, my breathing began to return to normal. Matt helped me take deep breaths and eventually I felt like I could trust Matt a bit more.

"I'm so sorry Y/N. I can sleep on the couch if you don't trust me." He spoke as I shook my head, hesitantly putting my hand in his.

When we got back to the bedroom, Matt sat down next to me and pulled me into a hug. He checked over my body, making sure that I didn't harm myself.

As we lay there together, Matt stroked my hair and whispered apologies into my ear. "I'm sorry," he said again and again. "I love you."

I felt a mix of emotions - relief that it was over, but also sadness that it had happened at all.

As we lay there in silence, Matt eventually spoke up again. "I'm so sorry," he said once more. "Can you ever forgive me?"

I turned my head to look at him, and saw the sincerity in his eyes. "Of course," I said softly. "I love you too."

Matt smiled and pulled me into another hug. We lay there together for a long time, holding each other tightly and hoping that this would never happen again.