𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐚 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

[e.p.] | the fight

⚠️TRIGGER WARNING:⚠️
AHEAD ARE MENTIONS OF
-Domestic Violence
-Fighting
-Sexual Assault
-Shit gets really crazy

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!

    I ran into the study as fast as I could, knowing that Edmund would be on my heels. I couldn't believe he would say something so horrific about me. Especially when it involved him.

"(y/n)! HOW DARE YOU TURN AWAY FROM ME LIKE THAT?!" He practically screamed as I sobbed and tried to slam the door of the study before he could come in. Of course, I failed.

"AND HOW DARE YOU SAY SOMETHING SO HORRIFIC?!" I yelled back, backing away from him.

"MAYBE YOU SHOULDNT HAVE LET ME KNOCK YOU UP! OR MAYBE YOU SHOULDNT HAVE LET ME MARRY YOU!" He screamed.

"TAKE IT BACK YOU BASTARD!" I yelled, "TAKE IT ALL BACK!"

"I CANT BECAUSE I KNOW YOURE THINKING IT YOU BI-" He began.

"HOW DARE YOU NEARLY CALL ME A BITCH?! IF I WERE A BITCH I WOULD CERTAINLY NOT BE YOURS!" I hollered.

"YOU DARE-" He yelled, approaching me while I gripped the desk behind me, which was as far as I could back away. I screamed and he stopped.

"(y/n)..." He said, he looked hurt like he realized what he was doing.

"You wouldn't dare hit me, Edmund Pevensie." I sobbed, "Would you?"

"I-" He began.

"Would you have rather married someone else? Would you rather have made someone else the mother of your children? Would you rather me be dead?" I sobbed, sinking to the ground

"(y/n), I've loved you since the beginning. I've never loved you any less. You are my everything. I wouldn't want anyone else. I will always want you. No matter how mad I get, or how much I hate Peter for trying to get in with you, I will never stop loving you. You're everything to me, (y/n). That's why I made you my wife, and the Mother of my children. I love you." He said softly, holding me in his warm embrace.

"We can't keep doing this Edmund. We can't keep screaming every single night. I love you, but we can't fight. We can't struggle through our marriage. We can't be Peter and Alissa." I said softly.

"Peter trying to sexually harass you was on him, and it wasn't your fault. I shouldn't have taken it out on you, I should've beaten his ass." Edmund whispered into my ear, his lips touching it.

"Edmund Pevensie, dont you ever take anything out on me so badly that you nearly strike me." I said, pulling away to look into his eyes.

"I swear I would never strike you." He said, holding me close as we both cried on the floor of the study.

"I love you." He said.

"I love you too." I answered.

    And it was a promise. We were forever. We were an always. A perfect little promise. A family. Two people more in love than anyone else in that castle.