Lauren Jauregui imagines

New Adventures

Prompt: When you were 11 years old your mother left you and your father because she thought she wasn't a good enough mother or wife. Also the arguments between them weren't dying down anytime soon. So she thought it's be better for her to leave. What she didn't know is that her leaving turned you world right around. After nearly 8 years of abuse you finally have the courage to leave and make something of yourself. While on the flight you meet a beautiful lady by the name of Lauren Jauregui.

Y/D/N= YOUR DAD'S NAME

Y/M/N= YOUR MUM'S NAME

Y/F/N= YOUR FRIEND'S NAME

YOUR FRIEND IS A GUY SORRY. IF YOURS IS A GIRL YOU CAN EASILY CHANGE IT

WARNING: HINT OF ABUSE. IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT SORRY. ONLY THE FLASHBACK HAS ABUSE SO IF YOU FEEL UNCONFURTABLE SKIP IT

Your P.O.V

FLASHBACK- 11 years old- the day your mother leaves

"I'm sorry Y/D/N I just can't. I don't love you anymore and we have a kid. He's just too much to handle, I'm not fit to be mother. He needs a mom and that's not me. He needs a stable environment and with us fighting it's not right" my mum stood by the door, bags packed and with emotion flooding in her eyes

"We can work this out, please don't leave" my dad begged her to stay but there was no use, she was leaving and we couldn't stop her

"Y/D/N, don't make this harder on yourself. Just let me go. I'm no good for you or for y/n. You'd both be better off without me" she looked me in the eyes. And I saw hurt, heartbreak and devastation. She didn't want to leave but she needed too

"Buds, I love you ok? I love you so so much baby boy. But you have to move on from me. Look after your father, yeah? I'm not good for you.  Just promise to live your life to the fullest and make sure you do the best you can" she gestured for me to run into her arms

I ran to her with everything in me, wanting to feel her touch for one last time. I knew she would leave no matter what I or my father said. There was no use, she wanted to leave and I was powerless to her wishes. She embraced me tightly, whispering her good byes in my ear. I could hear my dad's cries from behind me. No doubt he'd have a bottle of vodka in his hands. It was his 'coping' method, downing a bottle of vodka in hopes the pain will vanish away.

Whenever my dad was upset or mad for whatever reason this is how he'd try and wish the pain away. He becomes violent to anything or anyone in his way. I knew that this wasn't a small phase either, I knew that as soon as my mother left it's be me who'd have to run the house. I'd have to cook, clean, do the laundry, everything.

I let my mother go, gently kissing her cheek as we pulled away.

"Bye" that was the last thing she ever said before leaving me to deal with me drunk father.

"You idiot!" I hear my father scream at me

"Why can't you do anything right? You're useless" he pulled me by my arm and slammed me against the wall

"I hate you!!" he bellowed "It's your fault she's gone"

FLASHBACK OVER

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Present day

Ever since that day I'd receive daily beatings, I'd have chores to do and if they weren't up to his standards then that would require another beating. Yet if he was in a good mood, which is hardly ever, then he'd spare me a beating and just shout degrading words at me, such as: useless, waste of space, waste of a human being and so many more.