The Brady Bunch imagines (X READER)

Peter Brady

y/n= your name

Warning: Some big boy language and MENTAL HEALTH DARK THEMES

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Your POV:

So yeah you're depressed although Peter your boyfriend doesn't know and that's how you plan on keeping it. The only thing stopping you is Peter and his supportive family but mainly Peter. They are like your second family and welcomed you with open arms. Although Peter doesn't know this side to you he has done so much to help. This week has been really tough on you and sent you to really dark places. Nothing was working- your anti depressants, distractions or even the thought of Peter. 

After staying home for a few days Peter was asking questions. The only method was to push him away, he can't find out about your problems. "Yeah, I'm feeling really sick *cough* don't come over. I don't want you getting infected." you act sickly into the phone. "Oh darling, if you say so. I miss you Y/n." he says worry but disappointed fills his voices. "I miss you too." you say slightly hesitantly. "Anyways, goodbye Peter I need to go rest." Tear threaten to fall. "Get well soon lo-" but you hang up the phone before he can finish. Quickly you run up to your room and have another breakdown. 

Peters POV:

"Get well soon lo-" I say to my beautiful girlfriend Y/n but I hear the phone hang up. "ve" I finish before letting a sigh escape my lips. I put down the phone and go up to speak to Greg. "Greg? I need to speak to you." I say concerned. "Yeah whats up Pete, take a seat." He says putting away his guitar. "So I think Y/n is ignoring me, she says she's really sick and all I want to do is cuddle her until she's better but she saying I should stay away." I say. I am just so confused and scared at the same time. "Pete, she is probably just looking out for your health. She doesn't want you getting sick." He says like I'm an idiot. "I've already though about that but I gave her a call today and she hung up before I could finish." I become teary. I love Y/n so much, I can't begin to describe how much she means to me. "Oh" My brother says. His tone has noticeably changed which scares me. "Peter I would recommend actually sitting her down and having a chat then. I don't want to scare you but if she's that eager to hang up, something is wrong." I look up towards my brother take a gulp and collapse in tears into his arms. 

**The next day**

Your POV:

You go to school today as that may make you feel slightly better. you make sure to be completely covered and do your best to stay invisible. You go to your locker to open it and find yours books for lesson 1. The bell rings and begin to walk to class before you hear your boyfriends voice boom. "Y/n!" he yells. It freezes you in your tracks for a second before you take off to your net class ignoring him. You couldn't see him, he can't know how you are feeling. Thankfully the classroom wasn't too far away and that Peter and you don't share this class. 

**Time Skip (sorry)**

At the end of the day Peter is waiting for you at your locker. Anxiety floods your body. Slowly you make your way. "Hey beautiful." he says kissing your cheek, you don't respond. "Y/n were going to my place ok, watch some TV, have a chat." he says. You could sense the nervousness in his voice. "Fine." you say slamming your locker and begin to walk to his house. The last thing you wanted was to go with Peter, you were tired and wanted to sleep your life away. Pretending none of this shit was happening. 

We finally arrive to his house after a long awkward walk to his house. We go through the back door and crash on the lounge their. Thankfully one of his family members were there, you couldn't bare to face them, not right now. Once settled in Peter turns on the TV and you cuddle into his side and fall asleep. 

Peters POV:

I notice Y/n is sleeping peacefully and I can't notice how gorgeous she is. How did I get so lucky? I ask myself. Suddenly I see her arm dangling off the side. I decide to place it back. As I reach for it I see bright red lines lining up her wrist. I do a double take as this can't be what I think this is. I carefully roll her sleeve up to see if it's really true. More cuts travel further up her arm. I let out a gasp and tears fill my eyes. How could my Princess do this to herself? My Y/n. I carefully remove myself from her and go find Greg and Marcia. Surely they would they know what to do.

"Greg? Marcia? I need your help, now!" I say all teary. They rush out of their rooms. "Pete whats going on, are you ok?" asks Marcia. I shake my head and cry a little. "It's Y/n" I manage to say. "She's-" I can't manage to finish, I can't say. They slowly take me down to her and I show them what she has done. They gasp and quickly fetch my other siblings, my parents and Alice. We gather around her all starring at her doings. "I don't understand? Did I cause her to do this to herself." I cry. Jan comforts me by wrapping an arm around me. "No Peter, she loves you too much." Jan says. "Peter, wake her up, we need to chat." my dad says. I nod and begin to shake her gently and whisper her name.  

Your POV:

You hear your name being called and your arm being shaken. Your eyes flutter open revealing a tear stained Peter who then steps back revealing the rest of the family. They all look scared and sad. "yo whats going on" you say clueless to previous events and sit up. Mike steps in and holds your arm. "Y/n do you mind explaining this." he says showing you your damage.  Your eyes widen knowing you are screwed. There was no making up excuses, or running out, you needed to tell them. You look at all of them before your eyes land on Peter and burst into tears. You cry into his shoulder. He hugs you and stroke your hair. "shhh shhh it's ok, I am here." you hear your boyfriends comforting voice. 

After you stop crying you begin to speak. "I didn't want to tell you guys as I didn't want you to think any differently of me." you sniffle and try to pull yourself together. "But I am depressed and have been for a while." They all look at you with sorrow but you don't dare look at Peter, you can't. Tear stream down your face as you continue to speak. "This week has been really hard for me, my anti-depressants aren't working and I've not really seen the point in anything. Also my anxiety has been messing me up." Peter side hugs you and you hug back. His family still crowd around you. "I don't blame you guys if you don't want to be around me." you say hanging your head low. The family respond with many responses such as "Don't be crazy Y/n", "we love you heaps" and "you're family to us." It causes you to smile, it's the first time in days. Your cry happy tears share a group hug. 

"Umm hey guys, can I please have a private moment with Y/n for a second?" Peters asks.They nod and leave the room. Once in private Peter throws his arms around for a solid minute in silence. It was peaceful, you felt safe. "Y/n just why?" he asks. "I didn't know how to handle it. I was clean for a bit but this time couldn't control myself." He pulls away and stares deep into your eyes. "I'm so sorry." His words nearly make you cry. "You have nothing you be sorry for, you didn't do anything." You reply. The two of you stare into each others eyes, not daring to break eye contact. "Y/n, I can't even imagine what life would be like without you in my life so promise me you'll never do this again." "I promise." you whisper while looking down embarrassed. " Hey Y/n," he says lifting your chin so you're looking him into his chocolate brown eyes. "I love you." "I love you too" you reply before he smashes his lips onto yours. 

The kiss was full of passion and love, something you thought you never had until now...  

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Thanks @thebeatles421 for suggesting this story, I hope it was ok. 

Also I understand the dangers of self harm and if you are going through things like this please seek for help. If you don't feel like talking to someone in person feel free to contact me, I'll always listen. In this story I was trying my best to not make fun of anyone or anything like that. Self harm is a serious issue and I would never mock the situation. 

Also sorry for the late upload, just 10,000 have been going on.