Joel Miller X Reader Imagines and short stories

Savior⚠️

Theme: You and Joel knew each other from Texas before the outbreak but you guys never really talked. and you end up in Jackson with eachother 20 years later. But you're in a toxic and abusive relationship with some guy from town.

TW⚠️: Abuse (mental, verbal, and physical), toxic relationship, violence, drinking, strong language

Word count: 2027

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Laughter fills the room of the bar I'm in. My boyfriend Tyler is sitting on the bar stool next to me, flirting with the bartender as if I'm not right next to him

I have a scowl on my face while I take a sip of my alcoholic drink

"Oh come on honey, smile. It's not that big of a deal" Tyler says with his same usual bitchy tone

I don't do anything and just stay there staring off into space, slowly drinking on my drink

He scoffs and rolls his eyes, whispering under his breath "bitch"

I'm so tired of being treated this way. It's exhausting

Tyler got up and walked away but I stayed sitting

I turn my head to look behind me and at everyone else at the bar tonight

I see my shitty boyfriend talking and drinking with some of his other douche friends

As my eyes pan around the room they end up locking with another. Joel Miller's to be exact.

We lived in the same neighborhood in Texas before this whole outbreak thing

We never really talked either but he was a nice guy and a friendly face

Whenever I first noticed that Joel was here in Jackson it made me feel a type of way I never really felt before

He ended up actually moving into the house next to ours and as good neighbors do, I went over and greeted him

He has a girl with him. Not a girlfriend or wife that I know of, but a little girl, daughter it looks like.

But not Sarah. Not the daughter that I would always see with him in Texas

Tyler wasn't ever very happy about me talking to other guys. But he was especially mad about me talking to Joel and whenever I got back to our house after greeting Joel, Tyler was standing at the Kitchen table and he greeted me with a lot of hurtful words and a slap to the side of my face, so hard that it knocked me down to the ground

I always used to yell back and try and fight against it but it only ever made things worse so I stopped. I just let him to this to me. I hated it

He was yelling and screaming at me then called me a bitch and stormed out of the house

I have no idea what he does whenever he storms out after an argument but I don't think I want to know

I got up off the floor and looked at the table to see  a half drunken bottle of tequila next to about 4 or 5 fully empty bottles of beer

I went through and cleaned up his mess. I threw the bottles away and wiped up the table with a damp washcloth

A few days go by yet every day always ends the same way. Some worse than others. But still the same. Tyler screaming at me, calling me a whore, slut, bitch, cunt, etc.., he hits me, then storms out. He comes back home anywhere around midnight to 4am, stumbling in drunker than a sailor, as if he doesn't drink enough here as it is, he lays down in our bed without saying a word and then passes out, gets up in the morning, no good morning, no nothing, cycle repeats.