Billy Hargrove Imagines

The argument

Description- You and Billy get in a really bad argument
Warnings: self harm
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It's not very often that me and Billy have really bad fights but we've been going through a fight that has went on for the past week and it's been about his mother

Billy personally feels that he should go back to California and find his mom but I'm trying to help him see that she clearly didn't care enough about him because she left him

We've probably had a bad fight like this twice in our relationship but it's never been this bad. During this fight we've mentioned breaking up, hating each other, wishing we never met, and I even called him a blind bitch because he can't see how she truly felt about him

These past few nights that we've been fighting I've been staying at my moms house and every time I try and come home to him I've just left again because I can't take the fighting

I stood outside the front door dreading walking through it and arguing again. As soon as I walked through the door I saw Billy sitting on the couch and he looked up before scoffing and looking back at the TV

"Where have you been?" I sat my stuff down on the kitchen counter and walked towards the living room where Billy was

"I was at my moms house." He chuckled to himself and it made me curious what he was thinking "What's so funny?"

"I just think it's funny I have to get permission before seeing my mom and I'm not allowed to see my mom but you are." I looked at him pissed off with everything in me

"Yeah, because my mother didn't walk out on me, I never said you couldn't go see your mother all I said was that I didn't think it was a good idea after what she did to you. Oh and just be happy you got the apartment while I had to go back and forth between here to argue and my mothers house to sleep every night, be fucking happy I didn't kick you out on your ass and cause you to go back to your fathers house!" Billy looked at me shocked as if he never expected me to say something like that to him

"I didn't make you leave you chose to leave, that's the whole reason why this argument has lasted the past fucking week!" I grabbed the remote from his hand and turned off the TV before throwing it in a random direction

"Don't turn this on me like it's my fault! You're the one that keeps bringing up that you should go and see the women that left you! She clearly didn't care for you enough to leave you alone with Neil! And even if she couldn't bring you where she was going she should've stayed to protect you! If she cared enough she would've stayed to protect you!" Billy got up from the couch and went into the bedroom so I followed him and I saw he was getting his suitcase out and he started packing

"Where are you going?" He closed his suitcase before he grabbed some bags and threw stuff in them

"I'm going to find my mom, I'll drive, I know where she is I just haven't went, I have friends that have seen her around, she moved back after we left, so I'm going to see her." When he finally got everything packed he took all his bags except his suitcase down to the car and then he came back up for his suitcase. He was about to walk out the door before he stopped and turned around towards me

"(Y/n), don't be surprised when I don't come back. We're done, bye." He closed the door and left me standing there speechless for a few seconds before my legs collapsed below me and I cried until I was numb

I built up enough strength to pull myself up and get into the bedroom before I got in bed and slept the pain away. But the pain never stopped and it only got worse

The pain I felt when Billy left me was so horrible to the point I turned to self harm to try and fight my feelings. I would cut my thighs and arms but I didn't stop until I found out about something that just increased my pain