Warning: This one shot will contain of abuse and self harm. If you are triggered by this please leave. I warned you so if you get triggered don't @ me.
"You worthless little bitch!" your father yelled at you, slapping you across the face in the process. You could feel the sting of the slap on your cheek. "I have done everything for you and you do nothing!" He continued to throw a fit over who knows what. He was throwing bottles, hitting you, he even flipped the table. By the end of that you sat in the middle of the floor tears streaming down your face.
"Maybe he's right, maybe I am just a worthless little bitch." You thought to yourself. You looked at the floors around you. It was littered with small glass pieces. "Maybe it would be better if I were dead." You thought. You reached over to grab a piece of the glass. You didn't think twice before running the sharp object across your wrists. You made six cuts in all, three on each wrist. You sat in the middle of the floor waiting for death to take you.
About five minutes of laying in the floor you heard a knock on the door. The person knocked three times before letting themselves in. It was your best friend Evan. "Hey (Y/N) y-you were s-supposed to come over t-to my house but you didn't so I came-" his sentence was cut short when he saw you bleeding on the floor. "(Y/N)!" He exclaimed. His eyes widened as he ran to the kitchen to grab paper towels. He put them over your wrist, drying what he could of the blood.
It had stopped after a while so Evan picked you up and carried you to the couch and payed you down. "What happened?" He asked you. "I-It's my dad." You said, your voice hoarse from crying. "He's been abusing me for several months and I couldn't take it anymore." He hugged you tightly. You hugged back and began to cry into his shirt. He rubbed your back in comfort whispering things in your ear. "Ssh, its okay. I'm here." That made you feel slightly better.
You pulled away from the hug and looked at him. The emotions over took you and you pressed your lips to his. It took him a moment to kiss back but he did. After a while he pulled away with his forehead against yours. "I love you (Y/N), don't ever forget that." Then he kisses you again and for the first time in a while, you felt loved.
MORE THAN 400 words in this one hauxs!!
