Weak | Hoodings | au

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-calum-

he hit me.

he actually hit me.

i sit in the bathroom with the door locked.

i can hear him pounding on the door with his fist but I know he won't actually help me.

he doesn't love me.

he never has.

he never will.

"calum baby, i'm so sorry, just please open the fucking door!" he yells, an unpleasant tone to his voice.

i sit in silence, surrounded by my own pool of blood and tears. i'm not angry at him. i'm angry at myself for being so weak.

weak.

i don't deserve him. i'm too pathetic. he deserves someone better.

better than me.

a strangled sob emits from my throat as i slice the delicate skin of my thighs with the razor. he can't know i'm doing this.

he can't.

i bite my lip with my sharp teeth a little too hard. i draw blood.

"Fuck this hurts" i mumble, covering my mouth with my hand. oh, did i mention i'm a vampire?

i reach for my mangled glasses on the set of drawers to get a clearer view of the damage done to my tan skin.

deciding that i should actually talk to him i slide the pair of ruined glasses up the bridge of my nose and wash the razor, placing it at the back of the cupboard.

wiping the blood away from my legs with a towel i slowly open the door revealing the shaky, teary-eyed freak i have come to love.

"i'm so sorry i love you so fucking much baby, you have no idea" he whispers pulling me into an embrace.

i don't believe you.

it's not the first time he's hit me. his 'type' are stereotypically hot-tempered and abusive.

oh, he's a werewolf might i add.

"cal, i-i d-don't know what came o-over me-i just-i'm sorry" he hugs me closer and i tentatively wrap my arms around his torso.

"Do you forgive me?" he asks with pleading eyes as his eyes seem to grow a lot bigger. a lot.

i only nod in response. to weak to even reply properly.

weak.

"i broke your glasses" he stated, genuinely worried "n-no, it doesn't matter i-its my fault" i stutter nervously.

i love him.

but i'm scared of him.

"hey, your lip is bleeding" he chuckles lightly, i smile whenever he laughs, i can't help it.

"it's okay luke" I whimper slightly when his thumb comes into contact with the gash that has now formed in the side of my lip.

"let's go get you cleaned up hun" he says grabbing my hand and leading my toward the kitchen.

"l-luke, i l-love you"

"i love you too cal"

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my emotions i actually posted a chapter cry with me.

so do you horny little shits like this story yes or yes?

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see what i did there *wink wink, nudge nudge*

- jordy