Evanstan One shots

Can You At Least Try?

A/N: I know this may be a late complaint but I've just about mcfucking had it with the ads between every other chapter. But this is a two-parter! So don't freak out if the ending turns out sad.

Warning: Two separate abuse and mention of suicide is in this chapter. If you get triggered, I apologize and I'll do a fluff chapter afterwards. ❤

"Get over it. I didn't hit you that fucking hard.", his rough voice set unsettling vibration down my body. I felt my busted up lip. I'm bleeding.
I turn and look at him, "Not hard enough? What's hard enough? When I break something actually or pass out? Or worse?!?"

I knew I fucked up when I raised my voice at him but it happens. And for punishment, he hit me again and in the same fucking place. That's when the yelling entered.

"DON'T YOU GET FUCKING SMART WITH ME, BITCH!"

"Fuck... " I felt my lip again. This is going to be very difficult to hide now.
He then grabs the collar of my shirt and yanks me to his face. It's red of anger and his hazel eyes burn with the emotion he throws off.

"You hear me, ya piece of shit?"
I nod.
"Excuse me? I didn't hear you."
"Yes. I heard you"
"Good." He threw me back on the ground.
"Maybe next time. You'll be useful and actually be a good boyfriend, yeah?"
I stayed silent at his obviously rhetorical question.

Once his footsteps disappeared down the hallway. I finally force myself to get up and clean myself.

Useful? I was being useful. He asked about several things. Bills, calls, who I called, who called me, what did they wanted, and the usual 'you're a whore and you're cheating on me'
My dumbass decided to tell him to fuck off as I wasn't gonna give him my phone but that is what sparked the man to punch me in the face.

I guess I was being a bitch.... Right?

I looked at my busted bottom lip. It was already swelling. Great. Elizabeth is already suspicious and this is only gonna worry her more.

Elizabeth is my childhood best friend. The one and only person who I can go and hangout with alone. Otherwise, jackass has to come with me.

Besides my mom.

Who's the jackass? The abusive ass hole I'm stuck with. Luis.
He wasn't always abusive. No, not at all. We just got together. That's all.

We got close and he seemed so trustworthy but I guess if you wanna make someone's life a REAL living hell, you'll have to get close to them to hit them where it really hurts. Physically or mentally. Whichever, right?

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After a long ass description of where I was going, how long I was going to be gone and who I will be with. Luis finally let me go visit Elizabeth. I walk into her apartment complex and suddenly I hear a man screaming like he just stubbed his toe after a horrible day. Cursing and banging could be heard in the second floor. I walk up the steps, trying to ignore the yelling that is causing the shakiness through my limbs.

Can he shut the hell up?

All of the sudden, there was one last bang and it grew silent. It got me wondering if someone shot him until an angry man busts out of an apartment and races downstairs, bumping into me while telling me to 'watch it, pal' and then run outside.
I look just in time to see someone slowly close the door. And a soft click of a lock.

Was he yelling at his wife?
Once I got myself back in control of my legs and remembering I'm on a time limit, I go over to Elizabeth's apartment door and knock.

"Hey, Chr-", she opened the door and once she saw me, she stopped her sentence. She then studied my face then wisely pressed her finger on my lip, causing me to wince.
" Uh huh. Get in here"
I walk in and just feel calmer as the scent of her candle and perfume mingled so well together.