warning: mature language here and there
'You're not the seoho I used to love'
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It's been 4 weeks in a row, your boyfriend Seoho had been coming home late at night drunk as hell and beating you up non stop
You didn't have the power to say anything or to go to the police and get a restraining order, you loved him to much and couldn't stand the idea of being away from him.
You look in the mirror
There's cuts on your arms, red marks on your chest and tears in your eyes
You're a mess
And it's all because of himm
You were tired of his constant beatings and rude behaviour towards you
All you wanted was to be happy with the one you love not to be sad and beaten up
You took some time to reminiscent about the fun times you and Seoho had together, one question lingering in your mind
Where's the Seoho I used to Love?
Lost in thoughts you heard a startling bang on the door ' Y/n HURRY THE FUCK UP I'M HUNGRY' it was Seoho, this asshole can't even make food for himself, you sigh and freshen up quickly, exiting the bathroom and preparing something for him to eat
After he ate and was satisfied he yawned and called for you
You walked over to him scared.
He chuckled and pulled you down towards him 'don't be scared baby, I don't hurt you that bad'
You hold back your tears as you feel him digging his nails in your skin 'now tell me, why did you take so long in the bathroom, we're you planning to escape from me? '
He says, his tone dark and haunting
'You know you can never escape you love me too much'
It's true. You loved him but you're not going to stick this any longer
With all your strength you pulled your hand away from him, startling him
'NO!' You scream 'I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR USELESS AND ABUSIVE ASS, LEAVE THIS HOUSE AND DONT RETURN YOU ASSHOLE!!'
you knew you'd regret it later on but you had to do this, you couldn't tolerate it
You drag him t the doorway and forcefully push him out the door
'You're not the seoho I used to love'
And you shut the door.
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