SwayLA Imagines

Imagine #1- Toxic

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or the past few weeks, me and Blake have been fighting like crazy. Like today we went to this party and he was talking to his EX the whole night......But the one fucking time I started talking to a guy friend he gets all possessive and shit. The bitch literally grabbed my arm and dragged me away from the party and threw me into the car.
Amelia: Blake!
Blake:......
Amelia: Alright Blake, what the fuck is your problem?
Blake: I have a problem?
Amelia: Yeah, ya do. Why is it that you can talk to your ex..... Ya hear that Blake, Ex. You know I don't give a shit who you talk to, but the one time I talk to a friend you go ballistic.
Blake: It wasn't just a friend, it was a guy friend.
Amelia: Omg, Blake are you seriously jealous right now?! I literally tell you I don't give a shit, but you do.
Blake: I do get jealous because you stand there and let them compliment you and you don't even say you have a boyfriend.
Amelia: That was one of the first goddamn things that came out of my mouth, and by the way that "guy friend" I was talking to. He was gay. He's married, and him and his husband are trying to adopt a kid, you would know this if you gave me the fucking time of day to fucking explain.
Blake: I-I-I-I didn't know.
Amelia: I know you didn't know. But that's because its one fucking rule for you and another fucking rule for me.
Blake: No it's not.
Amelia: Yes it is. You let girls touch you and feel you up and shit, and I sit there watching you let them. But the one fucking time I talk to a goddamn guy you lose your fucking shit. You go through my phone and threaten my friends not to fucking talk to me, but I don't do that shit to you.
Blake: Well, I'm not apologizing for it.
Amelia: You know what, fine. But this, right here, us. Its over.
Blake: What?
Amelia: You fucking heard me, its over. I'm not yours anymore, because you don't fucking trust me and I trust you more than I've ever fucking trusted any fucking one. So we're done. When we get back to Sway I'm packing my shit and I'm leaving. For good, and I'm never coming back.
Blake: Fine, I'm over this shit.
Amelia: Its about fucking time.
Me and Blake sat in silence for the rest of the drive until we got to Sway. We pulled into the driveway and walked into the house. The guys were playing video games as usual.
Bryce: Aye, its my favorite couple.
Amelia: Not a couple anymore.
Bryce: What?!
Blake: Its over.
Bryce: C'mon guys.
Amelia: No Bryce. I can't deal with this hypacritic asshole.
Blake: Yeah because you're a real treat.
Amelia: See that's the kind of shit I'm talking about.
Blake: Right like you're never like this.
Amelia: I'm done. I'm packing my shit and leaving.
Blake: I'll go help you pack.
Amelia: No, stay the fuck away from me. Stay as far away from me as you fucking can.
Blake: No fucking problem.
Amelia: Thank the fucking gods you fucking understand me.
I walked upstairs and walked into the closet. I grabbed a suitcase from my closet and started throwing shit in there. Halfway through, I busted into tears and fell onto the floor. Never in a million years would I have figured I would have left Blake. I love him, I do, but I can't do this anymore. Blake came into the closet and picked me up from the floor and sat on the bed with me still in his lap.
Amelia: I have to finish packing. I told Blake after I finished crying. I tried to get off him, but his grip only tightened.
Amelia: Blake please.
Blake: You're not going anywhere.
Amelia: Damn it Blake, you said I could leave so let me.
Blake: You're not leaving me.
Amelia: Is that a threat?
Blake: No.
Amelia: Then let me leave.
Blake: Amelia, you love me and I love you. You know that we fit better than we ever will with anyone else.
Amelia: Its too toxic Blake.
Blake: It isn't gonna be anymore.
Amelia: Bl-
Blake: Amelia, just listen, please.
Amelia: Okay.
Blake: You're right, this is toxic. And you're right, you do trust me more than I trust you, and I'm sorry. I promise I won't be such a protective ass and let you talk to as many guys as you want. And I'll stop being so friendly with girls, but please dont leave me. I need you.
Amelia: Do you promise not to leave? And not to be all friendly? Blake, this can't last for a week then it comes back to this. If this isn't gonna be a permanent thing, then it can't be a thing at all.
Blake: I know, I get it. I will let you talk and I won't be so friendly with girls.
Amelia: Blake I'm not saying you can't have friends that are girls, just don't be all lovey dovey.
Blake: I won't. Just please tell me you'll stay with me.
Amelia: I'll stay. Let me go out my stuff back and change.
Blake: Okay.
I went into the closet and put all of my clothes back. You're probably thinking "you dumb bitch", but I've never heard him say anything like that. I seen it in him that he was telling the truth and that he was sincere. Call me crazy, but I know Blake meant what he said. I changed into a hoodie and booty shorts and jumped into bed next to Blake. We watched a couple movies then decided to go to sleep. I turned on my side and Blake did the same. He wrapped his arms around my waist and his head was buried in the crook of my neck.
Blake: I never told you I'm sorry.
Amelia: You didn't have to. You making sure I didn't leave said enough.
Blake: Well, I'm sorry.
Amelia: Me too.
Blake: Promise me you won't leave.
Amelia: How about I promise I won't, if you don't fuck it up. If you screw up really bad, like worse than you did tonight and I can't forgive you, then I'll probably leave, but otherwise. I'm not going anywhere.
Blake: Okay. Goodnight. Blake said kissing my cheek.
Amelia: Goodnight Blake.
I flipped over and cuddled into Blake's chest with his hands still around me, like he was holding me back from leaving. We may fight, but this was by far the worst fight we've ever been through. One thing's for sure though, I will marry this man one day.