bobert imagine!
probably gonna make several parts or just a part two
aged up to 18
watch out for spelling mistakes!
"b..." i whispered, waiting for my boyfriend to open the window for me to crawl in. i carefully tap on his window because it was late & his family was probably asleep by now.
i jumped back at the sound of yelling & arguing coming from inside. ugh, of course. debating on whether or not i should climb down the tree & talk to him tomorrow, i suddenly heard a slap. a very loud one at that. the yelling had stopped & i heard footsteps running towards b's room. i ducked down, making sure no one could see me in case it was his mom or dad.
i peeked up & watched as b bursted through the door, slamming it so hard that the window shook. he was crying & the left side of his face was red. he ran over to his dresser, pulling out a shit ton of clothes. he then walked over to his closet & pulled out a garbage bag, filling it with all of his stuff.
i noticed that he was still crying, his nose starting to run. he walked back over to the setup by his bed, pulling out a knife that he slid into his back pocket. i could feel my eyes go wide, this wasn't my boyfriend. i mean, i knew he had family issues but i never knew he harbored a knife beside his bed.
he stood up & stomped viscously before screaming out, "I HATE YOU! I FUCKING HATE YOU!!" then he grabbed his bag & made his way over to the window. shit.
i tried to slide back on the branch as far as i could but bobert had already opened the window, glaring out at me. "y/n? when did you get here?"
i gulped, remembering the knife that he had in his back pocket, "awhile... i just wanted to talk to you but then i heard yelling & wanted to make sure you were okay." i truthfully told him.
he glared his nostrils & stepped out of the window towards me, latching onto the branch.
"i'm leaving this shit hole, & i won't be coming back!" he exclaimed.
i looked up at him, "leaving? where will you go?" i began to climb down the tree with him. once we made it down, he started walking, "i'll figure it out." he huffed.
"you can stay with me-" he cut me off, turning to look at me, "-no, bunny. i have somewhere i can stay, & it's no where near here like your house. i can't be here right now." he told me, tearing up again. i went to go wipe the tear on his cheek, but he flinched back.
"just go home! i'll visit you!" he spat, quickly turning away & walking again. despite his viscous tone, i still followed. "what?! b, i'm not letting you leave without me!" i caught up to him.
"well you're not welcome where i'm going!" he argued back. i felt hurt by his words, how could he not want me to come with him? "so that's it? you're just gonna leave your girlfriend?" i practically cried out to him.
he turned back around & yanked my arm towards him, "it's not that i don't want you to come with me, you just can't. it's not safe for you! i don't even know why you're out here right now at this time of night-"
"-because! i came to see about you! i don't care what you say, i'm coming!" i huffed, yanking my arm back from his grasp. "i can't protect you like i can out here." he suddenly said, catching me off guard.
