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Corbyn - Suicide Attempt

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Huge warning here!!!!!!!!!!!

There is an abusive relationship along with mentions of sexual assault. And as the title says there is a suicide attempt. Please I'm begging of you please don't read if any of this will upset you in the slightest.

I cried while writing this and right as I got to the saddest part Jocelyn Flores by XXXTENTACION came on which really triggers the water works. So if you want to legit sob, listen to that song while reading this.

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Also it's not edited. Sorry.

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Corbyn isn't quite sure when it started.

He was always upset at Corbyn. Corbyn never did anything wrong. It was the little things that sent him off.

No one seemed to notice. At least Corbyn thought that nobody saw it. He never did it where anyone could see. Corbyn never said anything.

Corbyn was with him right now at his apartment.They were just watching tv. Corbyn was making them dinner when it happened.

"Hey Corbs? Are you almost done?" His boyfriend walked into the kitchen with an impatient look on his face. That look made Corbyn go pale and his heart beat fast because he knew what was coming next.

"Y-Yeah I'm- uh I'm almost done. Five minutes at most. I promise." Corbyn cringed at his own stuttering. Corbyn didn't dare look at him. Lewis stomped over from the entrance to where Corbyn was making the spaghetti. Corbyn set down the spoon so he didn't drop it. Lewis grabbed Corbyn's chin to make him look at him. Corbyn tried not to wince at the tight grip. Lewis didn't like that.

"What did I say about stuttering?" Lewis had a glare on his face and he was furious. Corbyn tried to will away the tears. It didn't work as a tear rolled down his cheek. It hurt.

"You said it makes me a wimp and you don't like that." Corbyn was trembling. He knew it was wrong but Lewis loved him.

"And stop with the tears you're not seven year old girl." Lewis pushed Corbyn back and Corbyn hit his hip on the corner of the counter.

"Yes Lewis." Corbyn rubbed his throbbing hip and went back to finishing the food.

The food was done about three minutes later. The two sat down at the island counter and ate in silence. After dinner Lewis offered to wash the dishes. Corbyn sat at the counter on his phone talking to fans. Corbyn's phone rang and he winced. He quickly answered it. It was just Daniel telling him that they had squeezed a studio time tomorrow morning for an hour before their interview.

Corbyn just said okay before hanging up because the look his boyfriend gave him. "I have to go. Our manager scheduled us for a studio time tomorrow morning at seven."

"Okay. Call me later or something, okay?" Lewis came over and pulled him into a tight hug. He ran a hand up and down his back before pulling back and giving him a gentle kiss on the lips. Corbyn nodded and smiled up at his boy. "I love you baby."

"I love you too."

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The next day Corbyn's alarm went off he woke up with a pain in his left hip. He sat up and winced. He touched he tender skin before jerking his hand away quickly. He got up, grabbed his towel, and headed to the bathroom.