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“Charles!” You yelled in anger.

“What Y/N?” Charles growled, typing on his computer furiously.

“Get off your goddamn computer and spend time with your girlfriend!” You yelled.

“Shut up hoe!” He spat back at you.

You walked away sadly, though still angry at the way you're boyfriend was acting.

“Get me a drink slut!” You heard Charles growl.

“Fine.” You muttered.

You heard rustling behind you as he got up and put an arm around your neck and hissed in your ear, “Don't be having an attitude with me.” and with that he let you go and went back to typing on his computer.

You ran to the kitchen, it was a complete mess.

“Where is the alcohol?” You mutter before finding it quickly.

You pour him his favorite and quickly go to his side, giving him the drink and walking away.

“Thanks sweetie.” He snickered.

“I'm going out with a couple of friends tonight.” I murmured.

“Who?” He demanded.

“Alex, Herc, Laf, Thomas, James, Aaron, Angie, Peggy, and Eliza.” You told him all the names.

“No, you're staying here.” He growled.

“Please! I won't even be drinking! I'm gonna be the one driving.” You try to reason with him.

“No, I don't want you hanging out with those guys.” He muttered.

“Those guys use to be your friends!” You yelled and ran out, grabbed your stuff and sped out, hopping into Herc’s car.

“GET BACK HERE Y/N!” You hear Charles yell.

“Id go out there.” Herc told you, not knowing what has been going on.

“Yeah…” You murmur and walked out of the car and back upstairs.

“BITCH DON'T EVER DO THAT!” Charles yelled, punching you in the face, then kicking you're knee.

You fell down in utter pain, and stopped yourself from crying.

“Now you can go with your little friends.” He smiles at you.

You limp out of the apartment, as you get nearer to the car you try to steady yourself.

“You okay?” Peggy asks you.

You nod, looking down, hoping there was no bruise on your eye.

“BAAR TIME!” Laf yells, seeming a bit drunk, good thing he wasn't driving.

“Hey Y/N, you're the driver right?” Herc asked you skeptically.

You and the group arrived at the bar and walked in.

“Hey Y/N, you okay?” Thomas questioned you.

You nodded, not saying anything.

“No you're not.” He put his arm around your waist.

You realized this and didn’t remove his arm.

“Yes I am…” You murmur.

“Stop,” He turns you towards him, “I know you're not okay, tell me what's wrong.”

“There’s nothing wrong.” You wiggle out of his grip and walk into the bar, you're arms crossed and close to your chest.

“Come on Y/N, have oneeeee drink? Please? For meeeeee?” Herc giggled, slurring his words.

You shook your head, looking up at him.

At that moment Laf walked over, and saw a small bruise over your eye, “Y/N, what's that?” He pointed at your eye and Herc immediately grabbed your arms so he could look at it.

“Nothing!” You yell, and wiggle out of his grip and run to the girls bathroom.

“Go after her.” Laf told Angelica.

“Nope, i'm sending him.” Angelica pointed at Thomas.

“THOMAS GET YO LITTLE ASS OVER HERE!” Herc yelled, still obviously drunk.

“What now, alcoholic?” Thomas asked.

“Go after Y/N, she has a giant bruise under her eye, we don't know from where… Tho I suspect Charles…” Herc murmured the last part quietly.

Thomas nodded and snuck into the girl's bathroom and locked it.

“Y/N?” Thomas called out quietly.

“Go away Jefferson.” You mutter.

“No. Open this door before I kick it down.” Thomas growled.

“No.” You mutter.

He kicks the door and it pops open, he finds a crying and bruised-eye Y/N.

“Y/N!” He yelps and hugs you tightly, and you just sob into his shoulder.

“Who did that to you?” He asked.

You pull your shirt up a bit, showing a long scar on your hip.

“Wha-?! Who?” He yells.

“I-it was C-Charles…” You mutter, looking up at him with your big, beautiful E/C eyes.

“I'm gonna kill him.” Thomas vowed.

“No, it's fine! He said he wouldn’t do it ever again! It was an accident.” You exclaimed.

“Lies.” He murmurs, and leans in close.

“Hi…” You murmur, your cheeks turning a dark crimson.

Thomas leans in even closer and pulls you into a sweet kiss.

“I love you…” You murmur.

“I love you too, Y/N” Thomas tells you.