Bizzle imagines

5. Beating heart(cute,domestic abuse)

Imagine based on Beating Heart by Ellie Goulding.

My packed suitcase was sitting by the door. Ian will be home soon at least I hope so. Tonight is the test too see if he will once again return home drunk.

Ian and I have been dating for 2 years and it started off as a innocent, loving relationship. But ever since our 1 year anniversary he's gotten violent,mean,different. Bruises and scratches cover my body,but no one knows about them except Justin,my best friend since I was little.

No one has seen Ian's violent,scary explosions besides me. I've thought over this problem and I've come too a decision to end it. I'm shaking as I sit here on the couch waiting for him. How will he react? Will he hurt or even worse kill me? I know if I stay I will die because of him anyways.

I hear a car come up the drive way and my heart starts beating wildly. I swallow the lump in my throat and wait. The door unlocks and opens. Turning my head to the right I see Ian stumble in swearing under his breath.

"Ian" I begin standing up off the couch. "Oh hey baaaabe" he stumbles over looking for a hug. I stand my ground and push him off of me. Just say it y/n! "I..I'm..l...leaving you..you Ian" I jumble my words nervously.

Ian backs away and stares at me. His eyes quickly fill with hatred and anger,oh no. "Your leaving me" he seethes through his teeth. I take a step back feeling scared. He steps towards me as I walk backwards "you are not leaving,you belong to me" he begins yelling. "I own you. You are a toy nothing more. You'll never leave me!" He shouts walking towards me.

My back runs into a wall stopping me from going anywhere. Ian corners me and continues shouting making my mind run and my ears tune out. Suddenly he slaps my face making me hold it in pain and tears run down my cheeks.

🎶Eyes meet there peace in difficulties with wounded lips and salted cheeks🎶

I suck my bottom lip in and taste blood. I quickly step around him and dart for the door grabbing my suitcase.

🎶and finally we step to leave,to the departure lounge of disbelief🎶

I rip the door open running down the steps to my car with my suitcase without looking back. The sun is just beginning to rise as I unlock the car and throw the suitcase on the passenger seat. During the time Ian is yelling at me from the front door of the house. I ignore him and get in the car turning it on as the tears continue to spill.

🎶and I don't know where I'm going but I know it's gonna be a long time. And I'll be leaving in the morning when the white wine bitter sunlight🎶

I quickly buckle my seatbelt and speed off down the road away from that awful house and awful man. My mind fogs as I cruise down the highway in California. I've left. It's over. But is it?

As I get off the highway I pull over to the curb and rummage my suitcase for my phone. My heart is beating fast and my hands are shaky as I find it and turn it on.

🎶wanna hear your beating heart,tonight. Before the bleeding sun comes alive🎶

The phone turns on and I search through my contacts finding justin. I press the speaker button and put it up to my ear as my other hand grips the steering wheel.

🎶I want to make the best of what is left,hold tight. And hear my beating heart one last time. Before daylight🎶

On the 3rd ring he picks up "hello?" He says sounding tired. I take a deep breath tying to calm myself. "Justin?" I plead. "Y/n" he asks sounding concerned. A tear falls down my left cheek "I need to see you" I whisper. "O..of course. Where do you wanna meet?" He stutters and I hear shuffling coming from his side of the line.