*triggering*
You heard the bus pull up and the front door open, his bags hit the ground and him call out our name. When you didn’t respond you hear his footsteps through out the empty house. You had no energy to move so you were happy you had locked the bathroom door cause you didn’t want him to see you like this.
Ricky had been on tour for the past 3 months and while he was away you fell back into your depression. You were very insecure so you always had a feeling he was cheating on you, no matter how many times all the guys reassured you he wasn’t. When he left you just lost it and fell back into old habits. That’s why you are where you are now, locked in the bathroom with the broken razor on hand.
You heard Ricky’s footsteps getting closer as he continued to call out your name.
“(Y/n) I know your here, where are you?” He asked walking into the bedroom. You held your breath when you heard the doorknob shake. “Please open the door babe”
“Go away” you said, your voice cracking from not being used.
“Babe what’s going on? Please let me in atleast”
“I’m not worth it Ricky.”
“Don’t say that. I’m gonna find a way to open the door so please just unlock it.”
“No”
You heard his footsteps fade but soon return. Within 5 minutes to door was taken off the hinges and he came to your side.
“I don’t like you seeing me like this”
“To bad, I’m here to help you. Just let me in.”
He wrapped his arms around you and helped you up. Instead of bringing you to the room you shared he laid down in the bathtub with you. It made you smile tho.
“Why are we in the tub?”
“Why not! Just let me hold you right now, I’m not going anywhere.” He said kissing the old and new scars on your wrists. “And promise this will not happen again.”
“I promise”
“Pinky promise?” He said idling out his pinky. He knew you could never break a pinky promise and it made you smile knowing he remembered lame things about you. He always knew how to make you feel better and he knew how to make you feel loved, no matter how crappy you feel.
