The Trap House Imagines {COMPLETED}

Possessive ~ Corey Scherer

Requested by: HayHayJane

WARNING: there is talk about physical and emotional abuse and talk about rape, if you ever find yourself uncomfortable reading this please skip it. there isn't much talk about rape, but it's still there and wanted to let you guys know. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK PLEASE🙏

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Hayleigh's POV

being in a relationship is one of the positive things you can experience in life, or more than on thing depending on how many relationships you are in.

i used to think that when you're in love that you don't hurt anyone that you are in love with.

i was wrong. at least i think i am.

i got into this relationship with this guy around the time corey did with devyn.

i had the biggest crush in corey and have he started dating her i decided to get out there as well.

i ended up meeting the nicest guy i could ever ask for and well, it all went down hill from there.

he started controlling me in negative ways and hurt me a lot; physically and emotionally.

i shut my car door, the time reading 2:00am.

i was getting home from work as a nurse and felt so tired.

i locked my car before unlocking the front door and entering my house.

i closed the door locking it and took off my shoes.

i groaned and flicked on the light gasping.

"mark.. u scared me.."
i sigh holding my chest.

"hmm. just waiting for you."
he says with his arms crossed around his chest.

i walk over and kiss his cheek before going into the fridge.

"you didn't have to do that. i wasn't expecting to be home right now, but someone called in and said they'd take over for me."
i say closing the fridge bad poor some left over food into a plate and sticking it into the microwave.

"are you sure that's all it is? or are you cheating on me?"
he asked.

i looked at him and then at the microwave and snorted.

"what's so funny?"
he growled grabbing a hold of my hand causing me to almost fall and the sudden tug.

"n-nothing. i-i'm sorry."
i said.

his eyes held venom causing me to loo down.

"now answer the god damn question."
he said.

"no. i'm not cheating on you. i've jsut been dealing with a lot of surgeries and stuff."
i said.

a part of me was lying.

my shift doesn't start until around 4 to 12, but since i hate being home with him i leave around 2.

my hours go anywhere from 10 to 12 depending on the day so it's easier to be there earlier instead of stay past 3 or 4am.

"go to bed.."
he whispers as if he was being quiet because someone was sleeping.

"but i haven't had dinner.."
i protest.

"you don't need god damn dinner. you seem to already had dinner by the looks of it, fucking fat ass! i said go to god damn bed!"
he said.