••• PART 1 •••
••• (Y/N)'S POV •••Another slap hit my cheek. It stung as a small gasp came from my mouth.
"You fucking whore!" Zach screamed at me.
I can't do this anymore.
He hit me once again, my blood dropped onto the kitchen floor. I looked around the room and found a beer bottle that he had just finished not too long ago. He kicked me in the stomach. I screamed from the pain, I hadn't fully healed from our last fight. Zach took a gulp from a different beer.
Now is my chance. My only chance.
Using all of the strength I had left, I quickly stood up and reached for the bottle. As soon as Zach could react to what was happening I slammed the bottle over his head. Glass shattering and cutting him.
"Fuck!! You bitch" he screamed at me.
I quickly grabbed my phone and my wallet off the counter. I made a run for it.
Run...
My body ached but I sprinted as fast as I could. I was tired of Zach hurting me. I'm done with him. I turned back to see if anyone was following me when I ran into someone.
"Oh my god! I'm sorry I didn't see you, sorry," the man said.
He had a thick Irish accent.
"No... it was my fault. I wasn't...watching where I was going," I said out of breath.
"Oh, you're bleeding! Are you okay? What are you doing out here this late?" he asked.
"Well...I don't really have a place to stay right now," I said.
The man paused, he was thinking about something.
"Do you want to stay with me until you find a place?" he asked me.
"Oh, no. I shouldn't do that to you. We just met, we're strangers," I said.
"We may be strangers, but you clearly need some help, and I'm offering."
I took a deep breath.
He doesn't look like the killer type.
I nodded my head.
"Thank you," I said slowly.
"It's no problem," he said.
I nodded and smiled at him gratefully. He smiled back.
"My names Sean by the way," Sean said, sticking his hand out.
"I'm (Y/N)" I said with a smile, shaking his hand.
I swear I saw a twinkle in his eye when I said my name. He took off his jacket and handed it to me. I thanked him by nodding after putting it on. We walked to Sean's house.
I continuously looked at him. Sean had bright green hair and icy dark blue eyes. He had a very nice house with a big kitchen.
Sean grabbed a towel and put it under cold water. He handed it to me and I put it over my cheek, it stung, but it helped.
"You cook?" I asked Sean.
"Not at all, I just have a lot of microwaveable food," Sean said.
I chuckled.
"I can cook, I used to work at my parents' restaurant until they passed away," I said looking at the floor.
"Oh...I'm really sorry about that," Sean said.
"It's okay, you're actually the first person I've told about my parents," I said.
I held my tears in.
"None of my aunts or uncles wanted me because I was 14. Just a huge brat and an even bigger bitch, as they had told me," I said.
Sean came over and rubbed my back, making full eye contact with me. His touch gentle.
"It's okay. I won't bring it up again," he said.
"Yeah, okay. Thank you," I said staring at him.
"Here, I'll give you a tour of my house," Sean said.
Sean started showing me all the rooms including mine. The house was even nicer than I thought. We had one more room to go to.
"And this is my recording, gaming, video area," Sean said, his hands raised.
Why does he need this?
"I'm a YouTuber," he said.
I must've said that out loud.
"You're a YouTuber? I don't watch much YouTube, what is your channel name?" I asked him.
"Jacksepticeye," Sean said.
"Oh! My old friend watches you...or watched you. I'm not really sure anymore," I said thinking about the years before I had met Zach.
The years before my life became hell.
"How many subs do you have," I said, asking the most important question.
"Over 14 million," Sean said.
"God damn Sean, people must really love you huh?" I said.
"Yeah they do, and I love all of them back. But what about you, what do you do?" Sean asked me.
"I'm a photographer, but I'm taking a break now," I told him.
"Do you have any pictures I can see?" Sean asked.
"Yeah," I said grabbing my phone out my pocket.
"Here."
I showed him some on my photos.
"Wow! These look amazing, how do you get money for them?" Sean asked.
"I send them to the big computer and phone companies to use as a wallpaper, you might have a photo I took on your computer," I told Sean.
"Well let's see," he said.
We walked over to his computer and he turned it on. I recognized it almost instantly.
"Yeah, I took that last year when I was in New York," I said pointing to the picture.
It was a cityscape. A very cloudy day.
"Wow, and it's a really good photo," Sean said.
"Thank you," I said, my lips forming a small smirk.
"Well it's like 1 AM, we should go to bed," Sean said.
"True," I said getting up and walking to my new room, Sean followed me.
"Oh! Here I'll grab some pj's for you," he said going across the hall into his bedroom.
He came back a few minutes later and handed me a dark blue hoodie and grey sweatpants.
"I'm sorry if they aren't your taste," he said jokingly.
"Oh, they're perfect. Thank you so much."
We stood there for a few seconds, enjoying the quiet.
"Well, goodnight (Y/N)," he said.
"Goodnight Sean," I said.
"And I'm gonna ask you a few questions tomorrow, try to get to know you better."
"Alright," I said nodding.
He exited the room and closed the door. I set his clothes on the bed and started removing my own. There was blood on my t-shirt. I took that off and my leggings as well, then putting Sean's clothes on. I inhaled.
He smells nice.
I got in bed and decided to watch some of his videos on my phone. He is quite loud but very funny.
I can easily see why people like him so much.
I put my phone down and closed my eyes. Breathing in his scent as I drifted to sleep.
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