I'm cleaning my bruises from my right arm and even my cuts in my left arm.Cameron just hitted me in our arguement. I didn't expect this in our relationship.
I took a shower too and wore one of his sweater and some shorts. Even though he hurted me, there's a half of me that I want to see him.
I layed on the left side of our bed. A tear fell on my cheek again. I quickly wiped it and I'm tired of crying.
I covered my body using blanket. I covered it until my nose. I'm feeling cold.
Just when I heard a door opened. I closed my eyes not wanting to know if it's Cameron or a killer.
I would rather go with killer and kill myself. I'm done with these shits, I'm done with my life.
I can feel someone joined me in the bed. I can smell the perfume and I know it's Cameron.
He hugged me with his right muscular arm and I grabbed his wrist, pulling it away from me.
He sighed and a tear fell on my stained cheek again. I wiped it when I him sighed.
"Baby girl, please let's talk" he begged and I chose to be silent. He hugged me once again and I pulled it away.
"Y/N" he said and in his voice, I can hear the irritation and madness. I sat up and he did too.
I rubbed my eyes and looked at him quickly. He's staring at me in hurt, noticing my eyes that are red from crying.
I avoided his eyes. I'm playing with my nails when he grabbed my right hand.
"Please. Let's talk" he said and I just sighed. I pulled my hand and I didn't even answer.
I don't like to talk that much because I'm scared he'll do it again.
He stood up and grabbed his hair."What the fuck am I supposed to do then? I want to talk to you so that this arguement will end!" He yelled.
I looked at him.
"How is this going to end if you already crossed the line Cam!? You hitted me already and that's enough! I've had enough!" I
semi-yelled and I stood up."So it means you're breaking up with me?" He asked me in hurt and I started crying.
"I just hitted you Y/N! I can't control myself that time that's why!" He said and I looked at him.
"Yeah, you 'just' hitted me. I just hope that someone will kill me right now" I said and he looked at me like he can't believe what I've said.
"I hope that I'll die early. I hope that I'll be burried and forever gone!" I cried and a tear fell on his cheek.
"Baby, don't say that" he said and he comes closer to me. He's about to touch my hand when I hid it behind my back.
"Don't" I said and he grabbed it. I jumped a little becaude it stings. He looked confused
"Just go to bed and sleep. I'll go sleep on the couch and pray that I'll be gone" I said.
"Did I-" I cut him off by nodding my head. His face looks like he can't believe what he did.
He cried and rested his forehead on my neck causing me to cry too. He hugged me tightly.
"I'm so sorry. I fucking mess this up" he said and pulled away. He squeezed a little my left arm.
I jumped a little and bit my lip. I tried to look fine but the cut is really bad.
"Did you do this?" He asked me looking at my left arm. He lifted my chin up.
"Why?" He asked one more time.
"It just feels like it lessen the pain inside of me" I said honestly and he kissed my cuts.
"Stop doing this okay? To lessen the pain, I'm here okay? Talk to me. I'm sorry that I hitted you but I promise that it'll never happen again"
"I love you Y/N and I really do. I feel like if you don't forgive me in what I've done then I can't forgive myself too" he said and I looked at him.
"Please Y/N, forgive me. I love you" he said sincerely. He kneeled down and hold my hand asking for forgiveness.
"Hey, stand up" I said and he shook his head.
"I won't stand up if you're not going to forgive me" he said and I sighed heavily.
I still do love Cameron no matter what happen.
"I forgive you Cam. I love you too" I said and I force him to stand up. He did and he hugged me tightly.
"Don't cut yourself okay? I promise I won't hit you anymore" he said and I nodded.
"Let's get to bed and I'll make things better" he said and I pulled away. I looked at him in a weird face.
He winked and carry me in a bridal style. He settle me in the bed and we started kissing and so on.... ;)
Lmao. It depends on you if you want this to end dirty or end up in cuddling lol. :)
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