(Abandoned) Emo Boyfriend One Shots

Luke... The Abused

This is a special chapter for Jasonfan369 . She contacted me with this prompt and I fell in love with it. She was super descriptive and gave me a lot to work with. She is a good friend and she deserves to smile! Anyway, I am done with the mushy stuff lets get to work!

The song is very fitting so listen to it while reading or watch it before hand...

TRIGGER WARNING- Suicide and Abuse
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Readers POV

"You fucking worthless piece of shit. I can't wait till I don't have to see your ugly ass face again." The words cut me. I felt like the knife was already back at my wrists.

I single tear fell from my eye as I listened to what she said. Maybe she was right. Maybe I wasn't good enough.

My stepmom. She is a known alcoholic. I thought that she would only drink when she was alone but now. Anytime anyplace she would drink. I started to feel that deep down inside. She was actually right. I turned and ran down the hall to my room. I grabbed my jacket slipped on some shoes and ran out into the night... I ran towards the woods.

Luke's POV

I ran away from the man that my older brother. His belt, the words, the glass, it all felt like a blur. I felt the cold metal in my hand. I couldn't take the pain any longer. I turned towards the woods.

When I knew my brother wasn't chasing me anymore I slowed down. I physically couldn't do any more than what I had done.

I walked deeper into the forest until I found a spot to rest in. It seemed away from the trail for enough that no one would find me.

Readers POV

I reached what I think was the deepest part of the woods. I steeped down by the swamp to wash my hands. Mud caked my nails and fingers. I was focused intently until. I saw a boy. He was stepping towards a tree that I usually sat under.

I shuffled towards him making no noise. I saw a gun pressed firmly against his temple. I ran and ripped the gun from his hands.

I turned and threw it into the center of the swamp. I looked back at the boy. He had tears in his eyes. His hands were shaking, his breath was jagged and choppy.

I leaned down and embraced him. He calmed down a bit but still was upset.

"Hey, it's okay. My name is (Y/n) are you okay?" I wiped a few remaining tears from my eyes.

"M... My, brother, belt, glass, pain." He seemed to be going into shock.

I wrapped him up in my jacket and held him close. It seemed so natural. He seemed so nice. Why could someone do this to him.

"Is it okay to tell me?" I caught my breath. "I will tell you why I am out here."

He turned to me. He told me everything. His brothers abuse. His sad blue eyes and mud caked hair made me want to just hold him.

I looked to him and began to tell my story.

|Flashback|

"Mommy, why are we going faster?"

"Girls hold on, something happened with the car."

"Mommy, how come your so upset? We can have Bob The Builder Fix the car." She started to cry.

"Mom, what the hell is going on you have little Gene here all upset."

"Honey, the cars accelerator is stuck. You are gonna need to hold on tight."