YOUR POV
The sun was so bright, as it glared through my bedroom window. I hate the sun. Its too bright. I groaned and rolled up into a ball to keep from the sun. I heard heavy footsteps coming down the hallway. It was Brandon. My very abusive boyfriend. Brandon storms into my room and yells at me. "Y/n I TOLD YOU NOT TO TALK TO MICHAEL! I DONT FUCKING LIKE HIM!" He comes over to me an punches me in the stomach. The bruise he previously left on me exploded with pain. I doubled over and began to cry. Brandon scoffed and mumbled "You weak bitch" and walked out of the room as if nothing happened.
BRANDONS POV
Y/n knows I don't like Michael. She knows it. I'm so done with her but I don't want anyone to find out what I do to her. If she does tell anyone, nobody will believe her anyway. After all she is just a crazy bitch. Nobody will believe her. *Brandons phone buzzes* "Hey babe, will you take me to my appointment? Love you." Of course I'll take her. She needs help.
YOUR POV
Brandon is about to take me to my "appointment". I don't think he's gonna like what I have to say, and that's why I have to do it in public. So he won't hurt me. I hear the car horn honk, meaning Brandon's here. I walk down the stairs if my apartment complex and I walk to the car. The car is blue with his initials in it " B.A.D ". What a coincidence. I get into the car and he says " Babygirl, I'm sorry for hitting you, but you knew about what I would do if you talked to Michael again." "Its okay.. I'm okay.." "Okay, where's your appointment?" Can we go into a store? I need to go to the bathroom. " "Yeah, I'm going with you" "Good.."
I just started writing, and I am working on my second chapter, I hope you like what's coming next because I know Brandon won't.. Love you guys!
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Jeff the Killer Xreader
FanfictionY/n is suffering through anxiety, and depression and is looking for help. She just got out of an abusive relationship and she is longing for a real man, who won't let her down, and won't hurt her.
