Gilbert Blythe Imagines

Safe With Me pt. 1

You lock your door and sit on your bed crying your eyes out. you rub the red mark on your face with your cold hands. your mother had hit you again. your mother never was the loving type but ever since your father left she started to become mentally and physically abusive. you moved to Avonlea recently and you hoped your mother would try to be a better person here but she continued hitting you and calling you all kinds of horrible things. you wanted nothing more than to run away but you weren't stupid. there was no place to go. nobody knew about your mother not even your best friends and you certainly weren't going to tell them. you wipe away your tears and try to get some sleep but it's hopeless. everytime you close your eyes you see your mother about to hit you with her cold wrinkled hands. you shivered. at least there was school tomorrow so you could escape for a few hours.

The next morning you woke up. you couldn't remember falling asleep. you got out of bed and tied your hair in a lavender ribbon. you put on a matching dress. your mother might be abusive but she was good at hiding it giving you beautiful dresses and nice things so everyone would think you guys were a happy family. without a dad of course. you didn't even know if he was still alive and it bothered you. you always thought he loved you. but now he's gone and you haven't heard from him in years. you made your way downstairs as quiet as possible and made breakfast for you and your mother. she was probably still asleep and if you're lucky you're already on your way to school. this morning you were lucky. you grabbed your books and put on your coat. you looked at yourself in the mirror. the mark from yesterday had faded but you looked a little tired. you didn't really care. you opened the front door and started walking through the woods. crunching leaves underneath your feet in the most beautiful autumn colors. you loved the fresh air. it made you feel alive. when you approached the school house Diana came running up to you. she and Anne were basically your only friends. the other girls didn't really like you but you didn't care. you didn't like them either.
"Morning Diana!" you said with a smile on your face.
"Good Morning Y/n" she said smiling back at you.
"you'll never believe who's back" she said with an even wider smile.
"who?" you asked.
"Gilbert Blythe!"
"Gilbert who?" you asked frowning.
"Gilbert Blythe of course the dreamiest boy in avonlea!"
"never heard of him" you chuckle "and there are no dreamy boys in Avonlea" you say walking towards the schoolhouse.
"I don't believe I've seen you here before" you hear someone say behind you. you turn around and see a a boy with dark curly hair and a cute smile on his face.

okay maybe he's a little dreamy.

"oh I'm Y/n Y/l/n, I moved here recently"
"I'm Gilbert Blythe it's nice to meet you miss" he says looking at you.
you smile. "Nice to meet you too"
You walk over to your desk and sit next to Diana. you turn your head and look at Gilbert who is already staring at you. you give him an awkward smile and quickly turn away. your cheeks heating up a little.
Diana chuckles. "are you sure he's not dreamy?" she asks.
you chuckle. "maybe a little" you say and open your book waiting for class to start.
the whole lesson you can feel eyes on you. it makes you quite uncomfortable. you look around and see it's Gilbert staring at you. you quickly turn away as you focus and your work. now even more uncomfortable knowing he's following your every movement.

at lunch you sit alone. you often do that as you sometimes just need some alone time and since you can't get rest at home you get your rest at lunch. you lean back in a tree and open your book. you don't even read it. you just hold it up as a sign for everyone to leave you alone. such a shame it doesn't always work. you feel someone tap your shoulders and you jump up.
"Oh my god" you say laughing. Gilbert standing in front of you with a grin on his face.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you" he says scratching the back of his neck. "can I sit with you?"
you don't know how to answer for a moment but you nod. he sits down next to you and offers you an apple. "it thought you might like one. they're from our orchard they're real sweet" he says smiling softly. you close your book and take the apple.
"Thank you" you say and take a bite. you didn't get to eat things as tasty as apples at home. it was usually dry bread with water.
"hmm this is tasty" you say smiling.
"isn't it just the best apple you've ever had" he asks smiling.
"it's the only apple I've ever had" you say not even thinking about the consequences.
"you've never had an apple before?" He asks frowning.

shit I shouldn't have said that.

"I-" you try to say something but can't think of any way to talk you out of this one. the bell rings and you immediately get up.
"we should get back to class" you say grabbing your things and quickly walking away leaving a confused Gilbert in the field.
You quickly sit down by your desk and bury your head in your hands.

I'm so stupid.

you try to focus on class but you keep seeing Gilbert looking at you in the corner of your eye. When class is finally over you quickly grab your coat and hat and start walking home. home. you don't wanna go home but if you're late you're probably not gonna get anything to eat. you hear footsteps behind you and you turn around. it's Gilbert and he's running up to you with a cute smile.
"hey y/n can I walk you home" He asks and he starts walking next to you.
"I don't think that's a good idea" you say looking at the floor.
"why not?" he chuckles.
"my mother probably won't like it" you say and fasten your pace.
"then don't tell her" he says still walking next to you.
"you want me to lie to my mother?" you ask and look at him with a smile and a small frown.
"well it's not really lying... can I just walk with you please?"
"fine" you chuckle.
"so how long have you been living here?" he asks and he looks at you.
"uh about five months I think"
"do you like it here" he asks. his hand brushes against yours and your body tingles. you look away to hide your blush.
"uhm w-well it's fine I guess"
He chuckles and he holds your hand.

why is he holding my hand? why is he holding my hand!?

you blush even more but you don't let go. he smiles at you and you smile back. you see he's blushing as well.
"uhm we should stop here" you say when you reach the end of the woods.
"I don't want my mother to see you"
"okay I'll see you tomorrow"
"yea see ya!" you say and you walk to your house. you start shaking as you approach the front door. you open it quietly and walk to the kitchen. your mother is napping on a chair. you decide to do the dishes as quiet as possible. every once in a while you check if your mother is still asleep. you start washing the teacups and one slips out of your hand and fall to the ground causing it to smash in little pieces.

oh my god no.

you quickly look over at your mother. she's awake. she looks at you with pure anger and you start to panic. "I'm so sorry mother it was an accide-"
she slaps you across the face.
"You worthless piece of trash!" she yells as you punches you in your waist causing you to collapse on the floor. a few scatters in your legs and one in your hand. your mother storms out.
"fetch a broom and clean up the mess you made!"
"y-yes m-mother" you quickly get up and brush of your dress. you take the scatters out of your body. you flinch everytime and you start to cry.

this is gonna leave some scars.

at night you can't sleep you look at yourself in the mirror. there's a dark bruise forming on the side of you stomach and a red mark on your face. you don't worry about your face too much the red marks always fade.
you decide to focus on something nice. Gilbert. how he held your hand and walked you home. you smiled to yourself. you couldn't wait to see him tomorrow. you slowly closed your eyes and started to doze off.

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