***YOU CAN IMAGINE ANY BOY YOU WANT, FAMOUS OR NOT!***
"Damn it Y/n, you can't believe crap like that!" You stared at him, shocked that he even cussed. Anger bubbled inside you and you curled your hands into a fist.
"We'll excuse me for getting upset by seeing some pictures of another girls lips on yours floating around the Internet! Maybe you shouldn't be hanging around some slut that insists on kissing someone's boyfriend!" You stepped closer to him and you felt your cheeks heating, your heart beating rapidly, and anger flowing through your body.
A fire burned in his eyes and the way his body tensed, his veins popped, and the way his nostrils flared put a thread of fear in you. "Don't you dare call her a slut! You don't know her and you don't know her story so why would you call her a slut. If you want to see a little slut why don't you look in the mirror skank!" His words were pure venom shooting out of his mouth followed by droplets of saliva. His hand gestures down to your tank top and short cotton shorts you used as pajamas. He went too far. It was a rage now that burned inside your shaking body but your heart felt the pang of disappointment.
"Why are you defending her? She's not your girlfriend but I am! How dare you call your girlfriend a slut and a skank! You let her kiss you and now you stand up for her? Who are you?" With your vision red you punched him in the jaw. What happened next you wouldn't expect from the man you loved and knew. Once loved and knew.
The red haze that covered your vision vanished when he lashed out and grabbed your shoulder. He pushed you against the wall and tightened his grip.
"Do not hit me! Yes I'm defending her because you're being a little hypocrite and bitch." Your eyes watered at his words and you struggled to get out of his tight grip. He squeezed harder and you gasped at the pain.
"You're hurting me..." Whimpering you stared into the rage in his eyes.
"It's funny because when people hate on you, you expect me to just erase it all away! But no, when someone gets close to me you retaliate with harsh words. She's a fan and when she saw me she broke down and told me she hurt herself, her mom has cancer, and that she just wanted a kiss from me so yes I kissed her dammit! It was just a peck and a hug it's not like we freaking snogged in the middle of the city!" He clenched his free hand into a fist and his other hand shoved down on your shoulder. Your eyes shut in pain and you could hear your bones grinding.
"You're... My shoulder... I'm sorry I didn't know she was going through that but please-"
"Shut up!" He slapped your face and time seemed to freeze. You looked at him out of the corner of your eye and you saw him step back. "I... I didn't... Oh my gosh..." His eyes now held a horror that he aimed at himself. Your cheek felt like it was on fire and your left shoulder was shooting pain up your neck and down your arm. It now hung lower than your right arm and you cowered back into the wall when he stepped closer.
"I'm sorry Y/n I was just..."
"No, leave me alone. Leave me alone!" You screamed when he lightly touched his fingertips to your cheek with his hand print across it. You hobbled into the bedroom, locked the door, and sat on the edge of the bed sobbing.
Your teeth bit down on your bottom lip and you shivered with fear. You haven't seen this side of him before and seeing it now terrifies you.
Loud footsteps were heard from the living room and the sound of glass breaking cause you to jump and bite down harder on your lip. The taste of metal hit your tongue and you welcomed it to focus on something else. You felt frozen, like when you play in the snow with regular clothes on; numb almost. The footsteps were getting closer and you shrunk back against the headboard. When his knuckles lightly hit the door you put your pillow in front of you like a shield.
