Jake Dufner, Mikey Manfs, Ademir Adamo Imagines **Requests Closed**

Hate - Jake Dufner

(Y/I/N) - Your Instagram name
(Y/T/N) - Your Twitter Name

I sat on my bed, scrolling through Instagram. It was known to the public that I was dating Jake Dufner. Most people took it well, others didn't. I looked at the comments on a picture o posted with Jake. One comment in specific caught my attention.

@Dufnerismadaddy:

@(Y/I/N) needs to get away from Jake. I mean, what does he even see in her. Jake needs a real girl, not thus fake bitch. (Y/n), fuck off you slut.

That comment hurt, a lot. Tears stung my eyes when I saw that people were agreeing with this girl. I looked at more comments.

@Sarcasmismehlife:

@Dufnerismadaddy I know right. She tries way too hard. She needs to get the hell away from Jake. #getridof(Y/n)

Yay, they have a fucking hashtag for me. In a couple of hours, #getridof(Y/n) was all over my Instagram, Twitter, all my social media. I got out my phone and tweeted:

@(Y/T/N):
How can people be so fucking cruel? This is what y'all wanted #(Y/n)isleaving.

I sighed and went into my bathroom. All I saw were errors. I just stood there, counting my flaws.

You're ugly.

You're stupid.

You're weird.

You're fact.

You're not worth it.

You're nothing.

Your nose is too long.

Tears came out of my eyes. How does Jake stand me? I wouldn't be able to stand me.

(Jake's POV)

"Yo, did you see what (Y/n) posted?" Mikey asked me.

"No, why?" I replied. He showed me his phone.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Mikey asked. I grabbed my phone and pulled up Instagram.

"There's some dumb hashtag," I said.

"What is it?" Ademir asked.

"'#getridof(Y/n)'" I quoted. Then realization hit me. "Shit!" I ran out to my car and got in, then I sped off to (Y/n)'s house.

**(Y/n)'s POV**

I looked down at my wrist, seeing the blood run down my arm. I'm doing what the fans want, I hope Jake will be okay. I thought I heard the door opened, but I heard nothing else. Huh? Weird. I was about to cut again until my bathroom door swung open revealing Jake.

"Princess?" Jake said quietly, he looked shocked. He grabbed the razor out of my hand and threw it away. "Why?"

"They hate me," I whispered, my voice cracking at the end.

"I'm so sorry, princess," Jake said, pulling me into his chest.a

"It's okay, it's not your fault," I mumbled into his chest.

"I'm gonna fix it," Jake said, pulling out his phone.

@Jakendufner:

I don't like the fact that my 'fans' are hating on the best person in my life. True fans will be happy that I'm happy, and I'm happy with (Y/n). #respectmygirl

I looked at Jake and smiled. How did I get so lucky? I'll never know.

Hey. This was just a short little thing I wanted to write. I really like it and I think it's cute.