Pretty boy

i wish you were sober

Tw: angst and mention of alcohol

Five and I have been dating for a while and we got into a fight about his alcohol issue... Ofc he was drunk when it happened. "Why can't you shut the fuck up?! Your so annoying all you do is complain about my fucking problems!" He cried. "No I don't five! Your too drunk to pay any attention to anything!"
"You're just like my dad."
I stood there in shock, I know his father was a terrible peice of shit and tramatized him, but I was nothing like him, all I did was care for him and love him. I know that I got upset whenever he came home drunk off his ass and I would lecture him about is sometimes. But I never acted like that asshole.

"I think I should leave." I said. "Yeah, you should." He replied harshly. I grab my things and leave.

*the next day*

I got a text from five. He was spamming my phone and I hesitated to open it.

Five

Y/n please come back I'm so sorry! Please! I take everything back! I never thought it would get this bad! I love you please!

Five, I know well enough that when people are shit faced their true colors show. I know you love me but I know for a fact that I am NOTHING like your dead asshole and poor excuse of a father.

I know, love. I'm so sorry please come back I don't wanna loose you! Please! I'll stop, I promise!

SHUT THE FUCK UP FIVE! I'VE HEARD THAT SHIT BEFORE AND IT NEVER FUCKING HAPPENS!
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I threw my phone and balled up crying.

*flashback*

Every night my dad came home drunk. He hit my mom at one point and she couldn't take it...

...I was 13 when it happened.

"Honey please! I love you!" My dad yells. "NO D/N YOU SAY THAT ALL THE TIME AND YOU NEVER CHANGE!" Cried my mom. "I promise I'll change this time!" Pleaded my dad. "D/N I'M DONE, I'M NOT LETTING MY CHILD OR ME BE HURT BY THIS! THEY DESERVE BETTER THAN THIS AND SO DO I!"
My mom and dad faught like this a lot. I would always spy on the from the stairs where they couldn't see me. My mom stomped towards the stairs and I rushed to my room.

"Y/n, were going on a trip." Said my mom. "Away from dad?" I asked. My mom paused with some of my clothes in her arms. "Yeah hun... Without dad." She confirmed. "Is it because he's an alcoholic?" I asked. My mom nodded and loaded my things in the car. I didn't even say goodbye. We just left.

*end flashback*

Later that night five blinked into my room. "What do you want five." I asked. "I'm sorry y/n, I'm being serious." He pleaded. "Five, I don't believe that." "I threw out all the alcohol at home." I sat up. "What?" "Yeah, and I'm not gonna step foot in a bar again, I promise." He hooked his pinky with mine. I know its silly but I always took pinky swears seriously. "Ok, but you better not screw this up." I replied. "He nodded. "I promise I won't, can i have a kiss?" He asked, I nodded. We kissed then cuddled the rest of the night.

(I had to post something so here)