WARNING: This part contains content that you guys may be uncomfortable with. These things include abusive relationships, and ATTEMPTED sexual abuse. Note that this won't go into much detail. However, if you are not comfortable with those topics, then you might not want to read this.

Reader discretion advised.

Also, note, that these are very serious topics, so this will definitely not be a part filled with constant jokes.
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Travis' POV:
Guys, you should really be getting to bed," I said.

"No, it's fine," Laurence said as he yawned.

"It's okay, Travis. We'll stay down here," Garroth said with droopy eyes.

"No, you guys need sleep. I'm fine now. I'm just going to continue watching some anime or something," I said.

"U sure?" Garroth  asked. It was almost like he was too tired to say a complete sentence.

I nodded.

"Okay, well, goodnight bro," Laurence said. Laurence and Garroth stood up.

"Goodnight, Travis. Love ya," Garroth said.

I laughed. "Love ya too, Garroth boo."

Laurence frowned. "Wait, I thought that I was the one that you loved!"

"I know that you've been dating Table behind my back," I said.

"Actually, I've been dating Chair behind your back," Laurence whispered.

"Oh my Irene, if Kawaii~Chan heard our conversations..." Garroth said. He shuddered.

"Oh, the nightmares! Fanfics and shipping shrines everywhere!!!" Laurence said, pretending to freak out. Well, maybe he wasn't really pretending.

"Kawaii~Chan is scary..." I whispered.

"Agreed," my friends said in unison.

"Jinx!" They said at the same time.

"Double Jinx!" They both said again.

"Triple Jinx!"

"Quadruple Jinx!" They both said.

"Okay, I give up," they said at the same time. Their heads snapped upwards, and they glared at each other before bursting into laughter.

"Okay, goodnight lovebirds," I whispered, slightly waving.

Laurence and Garroth chuckled slightly. They were too tired to reply and make another joke, so they both headed upstairs to their bedrooms, leaving me alone in my living room.

I knew that I wouldn't be able to fall back asleep. Even if I did, my father would probably send another nightmare.

Garroth's right. I need to tell Y/N if our relationship becomes serious at all.

I looked at the clock.

3 a.m.

What am I supposed to do now?

Your POV:

I look over at my clock.

2:30 a.m.

Why am I up so late?

Well, I'm just watching anime, you know, the usual. I'm trying to get through season 2 of Fairy Tail in one night. Yes, I've seen them all before, but what's the harm in watching all of the episodes again? They're just that great.

I was 3/4 done with the season. I didn't have to get up early in the morning the next day for anything, so I could stay up and watch the rest of it.

Then, there was a knock at my door.

First of all, who's knocking at my door past two in the morning? Secondly, who expects me to answer the door at this time of night?

Should I answer it?

I reluctantly paused my show and walked to the front door. I peered through the peep hole, my breathing unsteady.

I saw piercing blue eyes and a head full of dark brown hair.

Ashton. My ex.

I stumbled back, my mouth wide open in shock. Once I found my footing, I froze, my eyes wide, looking at the door.

"N-no," I whispered under my breath. Just as I got over him, and I was able to let the pain begin to escape me, he had to come back.

I began to boil with anger. I threw the door open, revealing the player, standing there before me.

I haven't seen him for months.

"What are you doing here?" I asked between gritted teeth.

"Y/N..." Ashton whispered. He cupped my face in his hand.

"Get your filthy hands off of me, a**hole!" I said. I pushed his hand off of my face and spat on him.

"Y/N, please. I miss you. I miss us."

"Well, I don't, because whatever happened between us was apparently just some little game to you," I said, stepping back.

"Babe..."

"Don't call me that. I'm not your 'babe' anymore, and I won't ever be again."

"I love you," Ashton said. He wrapped his arm around me.

"How many other girls have you said that to this week? Those three words mean nothing to be. There are meaningless empty words that are just another part of your act," I whispered.

"Come on, you know that you love me too," he whispered back into my ear. He pulled me closer to him.

Tears ran down my cheeks as I began to remember everything. We had an abusive relationship. Yet, at the time of our relationship, I still loved him. Even though he played me like a game, and he cheated on me, I could never bring myself to leaving him. I never understood why people couldn't leave their abusive or cheating lover. However, now I know why. I was afraid, and like I said, he played me like a game. He may have been horrible to me, but at other times, he was the best thing that ever happened to me. There were times where I hated him, and other times that I was madly in love with him. I loved him so much, that even though it hurt to stay, I stayed. I didn't know why I couldn't let go. I just... Couldn't.

"NO!!!" I grabbed his arm dug my nails into him. With my other arm, I slapped his cheek as hard as I could.

"You little b***h," Ashton said. He held his hand up to his cheek, which had a bright red print of my hand on it.

Then he grabbed my hands, pinning me against the wall of my house.

"Don't tell me that you don't feel anything," he said.

"Yeah, I do feel something. I feel disgusted that you are even near me. I feel pain in my heart. I feel the bruises and scars that you gave me," I whispered. "I'm not sorry for slapping you. You've hit me a thousand times. I just have to hit you 999 times more, and I'll be even with you."

"Then hit me. What are you going to do, huh? In stronger then you."

"I'm not going to hit you, because I'm the better person."

"Good, then it'll be easier for us to have some fun," he whispered into my ear. A wicked smirk appeared on his face.

I let out a sob as I struggled to try and escape his grip. "You may win your games, player, but you'll never win the most valuable thing of them all; someone's heart."

Ashton laughed.

"You disgust me," I spat.

"Come on, let's start on a new page."

"I'll always remember the pain you put me through. I'm not ever going back with you. The longer you dance with the devil, the longer you remain in h**l."

"Darling," Ashton said. He leaned up against me, his forehead leaned up against mine. He pulled a strand of my hair behind my ear. "Remember all of the great times we had?" My heart throbbed.

His grip got tighter on my wrists as I stayed silent. "STOP!!! You're hurting me!!"

"I love you!!!"

"If you loved me, then you wouldn't be hurting me!"

"This is love," he said. He leaned in, about to kiss me.

"No, it isn't! This is physical abuse!" I shouted. I lifted my leg up, and kicked him as hard as I could in the stomach. Ashton stumbled back.

"You're going to regret doing that," he said. He grabbed me and pushed me to the ground. "Why don't you kiss me,
Y/N? Is there another man in your life?" I didn't answer. "IF YOU LOVE ME, YOU WOULDNT DATE SOMEONE ELSE!!! Whoever this is- I'm going to kill him."

"WE BROKE UP, ASHTON!! I DONT LOVE YOU!!!" I screamed.

Ashton grabbed my hand and dragged me into my house. He put me onto the couch.

"Now we're going to have some fun," Ashton said. He got onto me.

"GET THE H**L OFF OF ME!!!" I shouted. I trembled as tears came quickly down my cheeks.

"Are we going to do this the easy way," he said. "-Or the hard way?" He asked, showing his fist.

I sobbed, struggling to get away. I squirmed around, getting my hand free, just to be able to punch him so that I could get him off of me.

"The hard way it is," he said.

"No, no, no, NO!!!" I said in between cries. Ashton pulled me by my hair off of the couch. I fell on the hard ground with a thud.

Ashton then began to kick me in my stomach, over and over again. His foot found its way under my rib. I groaned in pain, tears blaring my sight.

Then he kicked my face, my eye.

I'm going to have a black eye...
Or two.

I winced. Another kick to the stomach. I felt sick, like I was going to puke.

Pain shot through my whole body. It was unbearable. Flashbacks ran through my brain.

I saw that both my head and torso were bleeding. Everything burned and ached. It had only been a minute, and I knew that this could go on for many more hours.

I screamed.

"Shut up! This is your fault that this is happening to you! You're worthless!" Ashton shouted at me.
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Yup. That happened. Who else hates Ashton? Say "Aye"! Ashton disgusts me. Just, ugh.

Anyways, thanks for everything guys. I'm sorry that I didn't update yesterday. I'm updating twice today. You guys are amazing, and I hope that you have a nice day or night. Love ya guys! Bai, Unicorns!!!