Eminem Imagines (Eminemzminnie style)

Confidence

So this imagine is going to be a bit rough..because I wanted to touch on verbal abuse because many people go through not just physical but verbal abuse and It's not funny and if your in a situation like that you should leave. So with that being said..welcome to this imagine that will have a lot of Imagery!

Warning: Language and hurtful words used

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"Hey open the door you stupid b*tch!" You heard him yell from the other side of the door.

He'll go away..

He'll go away..

He'll go away...
You kept saying to yourself as his voice only got harsher and harsher with every second that you spent  not opening the door..

"Y/N, I'm not f***ing playing with you open the damn door!" He yelled his voice almost like knives just jabbing you emotionally.

You took a deep breath and opened the door seeing his angry eyes that sent shivers up and down your spine.

"Why didn't you open the door?" He growled grabbing your wrist and dragging you over to the couch.

"B-because I didn't feel like talking to you." You stutter trying to avoid eye contact.

"Don't you know that I hate it when your not in my sight?" He asked angrily.

"I-i know."

"Y-y-you know? Then why the hell didn't you open the door like I asked you to!" He said mocking your stuttering.

You said nothing knowing that anything you said in this moment wouldn't get you any where.

No where that was good that is..

"Look..Y/N..you should really treat me better." He said suddenly. "You're really lucky that i'm even with your ugly ass...I mean i'm just about the only man who's ever going to put up with your whiny pathetic ugly fat ass, and what do you do?" He said rather calmly.

You again don't respond.

"YOU IGNORE ME LIKE I'M FRICKING CASPER THE FRIENDLY ASS GHOST!" He yells calling you to flench.

"Now..why don't you be a good little girl and apologize for hurting my feelings?" He asks well more like demands..

"I'm-i'm sorry.." You say quietly.

He smirks placing a kiss on your wet cheek that was stained from the tears that was running a marathon down your face.

"That's better..now..why don't you get your useless, crying ass out the house..and go to the store and grab me some beer?" He said reaching in his pocket and tossing you 20 dollars.

"A-a twenty?" You asked wondering why he was giving you so much.

"Yeah take the rest of it and go buy your self some make up, my friends are coming over and I don't want them seeing your ugly ass." He said viciously.

Okay that hurt a whole lot..

"Alright.." You said getting ready to get up but he stopped you.

"Hey..you know I like your face right?" He said giving you another kiss on the cheek. "Your really pretty to me..it's just my friends think your face could use a little extra." He said.

You nod.

"Alright, well love you." He said giving you a hug which you stiffly responded to.

You broke away from the hug and was almost out the door when he stopped you again.