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I just need people to know that abusive people don't start off beating their significant others or are just internally evil, they've almost always experienced some sort of trauma in their life where they have been abandoned, bullied, etc whether it be in a romantic relationship, a family relationship or a friendship and they don't want.
So if you're in a relationship that seems loving at first, but grows to them yelling at you over nothing, separating you from your friends because they "Don't trust them", or even get abusive, leave the relationship IMMEDIATELY. Or if you feel uncomfortable leaving them, tell them calmly that they're being abusive, and if they don't listen and (please listen to this) don't actively change, leave them or tell friends and/or family.
Also if you've noticed that your personality has desperately changed (for example, you begin to get quiet, don't maintain eyecontact, begin to cry, and try not to be seen when someone is yelling at you. These are all things that I did when my dad would verbally abuse me. He's getting help right now because he did this with my mom, and older brother before me). Please find someone you trust to confide in, because you need to remember this: You're being raised and getting prepared to be in an abusive relationship, which is horrible.
So in this story, there are a lot of things that might not make any sense, but as a victim of abuse, I can say that these are all things that I personally went through at one point and did. So just a heads up on that.
So WARNING: violence, swearing, and a lot of trauma.
I walk down the street, trying to make my way to the store without bumping into anyone. I want to find a friend, talk to them, cry with them, but I'm not allowed to. My boyfriend is too protective of me, he wants to know that I won't cheat on him, so he doesn't let me talk to my guy friends. Especially Jack Kelly.
He's really sweet, he loves me so much and I know how much he cares for me, which is what I've always wanted. I was stuck in a relationship with a guy who didn't love me and who cheated on me for 2 years of my life, but that was a year ago and I found Kyle, who isn't like that.
Of course, he is a bit overbearing with affection. Like if I ever want to leave his house to go home, he'll block my pathway and keep me inside. And when we fight, he won't let me leave unless we solve the issue, not letting me get fresh air. But I'm just so glad I have him in my life.
I look to my right and see a nice bakery, which I used to go to with my friends a lot and decide to head inside. I walk up to the counter, ordering a small bag of muffins and donuts.
While waiting for my goodies to be baked, the bell on top of the door goes off, and I pay no mind to it until I hear a very familiar voice call my name. I look up to see my best friend, Jack. I smile to myself, but then remember that I'm not supposed to be talking to him.
"Oh my god! Y/n, where's you been all these months?" He asks me, and I feel my heart leap to my throat. He runs up to me and pulls me into a tight hug, which makes my heart beat faster.
"Hey, Jack, I've just been busy lately. How have you been?" I ask him, we both sit down at a table, beginning a conversation that I've been craving for months.
"I'se been alright, had a goilfriend for about a month, but we broke it off. Speaking of which, how's you and your boyfriend been?" He asks. I smile and feel myself become more comfortable.
"We've been good. We spend a lot of time together, and by that I mean every day. It can be a bit overbearing, but it's fine because I really like him and he enjoys being around me," I say, feeling a bit worse after talking about my boyfriend. Jack looks a bit confused, but laughs it off.
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