Hey Violet Preferences/Imagines!

'Matching emotional pain to physical pain'

                                                 #This may be triggering to some people#

This is a Casey imagine dedicated to @hellyeahcaseymoreta . I'm sorry if it's not how you wanted it!!!

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Casey was on his way back from tour with his band, Hey Violet, and the 5 Second's Of Summer boys. You were supposed to have come on the last leg of the tour, because it was the American leg and you lived in America. You came on the UK part of the tour but that's it. 

You didn't know Casey would be back today. He told you he had to stay in West Palm Beach, the last venue for the tour, for a couple more days just to sort some things out after tour but he is coming back early to surprise you. 

Casey slowly walked up the driveway of the house you share, seeing your car parked in the driveway and quietly thanking god you were in, he really wanted to surprise you good. 

He opened the door which was locked and put his suitcase and guitar case in the hallway, the rest of his equipment was getting dropped off at the Hey Violet house which Rena & Nia share and they do band practice in a few days. 

He walked through the hallway and into the living room but you weren't there. 

Kitchen, weren't there. 

Dining room, weren't there. 

He stepped up the stairs slowly and quietly, hoping you'd be in the bedroom. 

To be fair the house was very very quiet which was very unusual because you are usually very loud and have something going on like listening to music of watching your favorite TV show on full volume whilst shouting at the TV, so Casey was a little worried. 

He checked the bedroom you shared, nothing. 

He walked down you upstairs hallway and checked every room but you weren't there.  

He wen back to your bedroom and laid on your ed, trying to think of where you could be when all of a sudden he heard crying from your bathroom linked to your bedroom. 

He got up slowly, walking over to the bathroom and opening the door, being cautious to what he might find. 

When he walked into the bathroom, he couldn't believe his eyes. 

You were sat on the floor blood surrounding you, you were currently in the middle of making another long gash along your arm. 

''Y/N! No!!!'' Casey screamed, making you jump and drop the cold piece of metal in your hand.

''Casey, i-i'' You were speechless and your eyes were starting to droop. 

''Y/N, you're gunna be fine..'' Casey panicked, pulling his phone out from his pocket and calling 911. 

''Why?'' He whispered. 

''H-hate..'' You whispered, or more like didn't even say because Casey had to strain to hear you. 

''There's an ambulance on the way, you're going to be fine.'' 

''You should, l-let me die'' You breathed, eyes closing. 

''No, Y/N, i love you, you're perfect to me, you don't need to do this, i'm here for you, whi didn't you tell me?'' 

It was clear to him you'd been cutting, he could see some healed cuts and scars all over your arms. 

''I'm sorry...'' You breathed slowly. 

As soon as you said that the ambulance arrived, you were taking to Accident and Emergency and they luckily managed to save you. 

You feel guilty about what you did but Casey understands, kind of. 

It's now been 17 days since your ''attempt'' and that's how long you've been clean for, Casey is so proud of you, he smiles even bigger everyday when he realizes you haven't cut again. 

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Hope you liked it !!!

Stay fab, i love you, Faith xox