Vanoss crew X Reader One-Shots

Swaggersouls/McCreamy~ A Choice

Y/n's POV

I sat on the bed, the feeling of dread and sadness are in depth inside me. I have been bawlling my eyes out for who knows how long.

I tried to be quiet as I can, afraid of even waking up the man I used to love behind me. If he even see me like this, I'm afraid that another bruise will form on my left side.

I glanced back, how did it come like this? We used to be happy. He wasn't always abusive towards me. He used to shower me with kisses and love but now, all he could ever give are hard punches and slap to the face.

I glanced to the corner of my eyes, there he is... Beautiful hair and glimmering eyes. Eric's eyes the glanced and met mine and immediately, I looked away. I felt the heat creeping up from my face. It had always been like this, we would meet eyes in hallways, sometimes smile at each other but we both neither had the courage to talk to each other.

I heard from a friend of mine that he secretly likes me but that's just a rumor. For now at least.

I heard his snores slowly got louder making me flinch a bit. My mind racing when he even wakes up and beat me up again.

He asked me to prom! I can't help my excitement. I glanced at the mirror and check myself one more time before grabbing my purse that matched my dress and heading out the house. At the other side of the door stood Eric with a nervous smile, he looks astonishing in his neat black tux along with his tie.

When I opened the door, he showed me the bouquet of flowers. I blushed and giggle at his sweet gesture before accepting his arm. "For you madame," he spoke, offering his arm out. I intertwined it with mine, a bright smile on my face. "Why thank you, good sir." I answered then we both headed down the steps and unto his car.

I slowly stood up and silently walked towards the balcony. The moon's shining tonight, I wonder if Luna could answer my question...

Why? When did he change?

"(Y/n), I know we've only known each other for months  but I would really love to know if you could be mine? From all the times we walked down those hallways, barely saying a word to each other... I want it to change. I want us to walk down that corridor with our hands holding each other and bright smile on our faces. May you please grant this wish of mine?"

Eric asked, kneeling down in front of me and the whole school. He decided that it was time for me and him to finally be official. I grinned, covered my mouth from the surprise before jumping on top of him. "Yes! I've always wanted to. Yes, Eric, I'll be yours and I'll help you grant our wish." I answered with my heart skipping multiple beats. My cheeks hurting from smiling and a few years of joy seeping out from the corner of my eyes.

He slowly stood up, cupping my face in his hands and slowly leaned in, brushing his lips against mine.

I covered my mouth to cover the sobs, tears ran down my face from that memory. Weeks after that, we had been happy. We always had dates on Fridays and Sundays, we cuddle on the couch and we finally walk down the corridor hand in hand, showing the whole campus that me and him are an official.

Those happy weeks gradually changed. Months after, his expression and personality changed. He's no longer was the caring, loving, and sweet Eric I fell in love with. This guy, this stranger somehow swiped inside my life and he's now the one I'm sleeping next with.

Soon came the bruises, the bust lips, the scars.

"You stupid bitch!"

*SMACK!*

I winced at the pain from my right cheek, tears threatened to fall from my eyes but I didn't let it out. I was not allowed to show him that I'm crying or else he'll beat me harder than before.

If before, we walked down the hallways with hands held together because we don't want to be separated, now all it feels is like an imprisonment. If before, going together in front of the whole students in school, now It just feels like being held hostage in front of everyone.

"I don't... Wanna live this way..." I Managed to cough out in between my sobs, my face buried in my hands as I fell to my knees. Covering my mouth with my right while holding the railing with my left.

"You don't have to,"

My eyes shot open from the voice in front of me. I looked up and there, stood on top of the railing in a glowing white tuxedo was a man.

"W-what?" My voice sounded hoarse from all the crying, my eyes red and puffy. "Come with me (y/n), you have a choice. You can leave this horrible place you used to call 'home' or you can stay. If you're willing to give it a chance– give him a chance."

I slowly stood up, he offered me his hand, waiting for me to accept it. I glanced back at Eric's face, unlike awake, his face showed the man I used to love... How innocent and loving he used to be, but I no longer feel any connection to him...

The field was laid out before us. Me and Eric sat down next to the fence with a warm smile spread on our faces. He gently held my hand in his making me glance his way.

Once I turned my head, he was already holding a daisy in his other hand and carefully placed it behind my ear. I felt my smile widen as he caressed my face.

"(Y/n), You're the most beautiful person I've ever met."

Maybe I do want to give him a chance... He might be suffering from something bad and hitting me is the it way he could relieve the pain yet, nobody deserves to be treated as punching bag...

Eric strummed his guitar, I watched him slowly hum the song before stopping when he felt my presence. He looked up and smile, setting his guitar down and patting his lap making me giggle and slowly sat on it.

I wrapped my arm around his neck whilst slowly inching my lips against his. He did the same.

His chapped lips pressed against mine and I could feel him smirk against the kiss, pulling away for air, is lightly caress his thumb on my cheek making me blush. "You deserve to be happy (y/n), and know that I will always, always love you." He exclaimed, leaning in again for another kiss. "I love you too Eric."

I felt a tear drop once again, getting back into my current time in which I was stuck staring at Eric's sleeping figure. I sighed and looked up to the man's eyes, his hands is still offering for me to take. "Oh, my apologies. My name is Jay, but you can call me McCreamy," Jay introduced, featuring with his other hand. I nodded back at him.

"Well Jay, I've decided."

His eyes stared deep into mine and once again since the last time, my heartbeat skipped a beat.

"I wanna be free."