Tha Produca x Shady Jeff
Aron's POV
I refuse to believe he doesn't love me.
It's not just because I'm stubborn but because hearing him say I love you to me is the only reason I'm still alive.
He's like my anchor even though it's an unhealthy relationship.
I've lost count of how many bruises and scars decorate my body.
It was toxic but I'm in love with the toxicity.
Our relationship was built on lies nowadays though.
We used to be truthful, he used to truly love me.
Then one day...he just snapped.
I became worthless to him.
He would go out and get drunk.
I knew when he wouldn't come back he was out fucking some chick.
Then he'd come home, agitated and upset.
He'd take it out on me.
I'd find myself sobbing quietly in the bathtub as the sun rises, fresh scars on my wrists and bruises littering my skin.
I rarely slept, fearing him.
I still loved him though.
Even after everything he's done to me.
All the scars on my body from him.
I still loved him because the memories of when we were happy lingered in my mind.
They gave me false hope that one day, things might change.
After awhile though, that false hope got weaker and weaker.
With every hit and shove it faded.
I wanted so badly to believe that he still loved me.
In the back of my mind I knew he did though.
I'd just become a punching bag to him.
He rarely ever told me he loved me or showed me any type of affection anymore.
I was used to it by now though.
I fought through the beatings, fought through all the sleepless nights and tears.
I couldn't bring myself to leave him though because he's all I had.
Eventually, my false hope faded completely and I'd finally broken.
I finally realized he didn't truly love me anymore.
I found myself crying in the bathtub that night, Red liquid oozing from my wrists.
"...even if they were all lies.....I adored every time you told me you love me.... " I spoke softly through my cries.
"...maybe....maybe once you're in heaven too....you'll love me again.....we can be happy..... Because I still love you...... ".
My eyes slowly fluttered shut and I began to feel numb, darkness engulfing me.
A/N: I actually kinda cried while writing this. Imma do a part 2 in jeff's pov
