Uh...they are BXB oneshots of tiktokers but i wrote these in 2020 so it's SWAYLA and Hype House. I don't know how any new tiktokers, i dont know who is problematic and tbh i don't even know why you would be reading this in 2024 but enjoy, i guess? o...
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I watch as their car drives away and I turn to look at Bryce, "I gave you a list of things to do Quinton and you couldn't even fucking finish it!" he yells at me, and slapping me in the face. "Bryce I really tried but you came home early" I whimper, "Oh so now it's my fault that you didn't finish your chores!"
"That's not what i'm saying. I just needed more time." , "Maybe if you weren't lazy and actually tried you would've actually fucking finished!" he shouted. "Bryce, I'm sorry. I really did try..." I whisper. "Well obviously not hard enough" smacking me again. The tears are running down my face and he hasn't done much of anything yet, "STOP CRYING. You deserve it, wasting food and my fucking time" he yells as he drags me into his room.
"Take off your shirt" he says plainly as he undos his belt buckle, scaring me into submission. I pull it off and he takes off his belt. I stand there for a second before I feel a loud cracking noise and a really sharp pain across my back, causing me to yelp before falling to my knees on the ground. I can feel the pain coursing through my body as more tears pour off my face.
"Stand up" he yells. "B-Bryce it hurts", "I don't care stand up" he states. I stand up shakily and stand there, getting another hit to my back as I cry out again. "Count them" he spits at me, "t-two" I whimper. timeskip "15" I cry out as I hear the cracking noise again. "There you go, you're done" he says as he slides it back on and walks out the room, leaving me to cry out in pain on the bed. I can feel the heat radiating off my back as I lay there, I can also feel a bit of blood trickling down my back.
I know this isn't normal, I know it's not how a relationship should be but I love him, I love him so much. Not the person who hits me when I fuck up but the kind and excited Bryce he used to be, I miss that person so much. If there wasn't anything stopping me then maybe I would leave, run out of this house and never return but I can't. I don't have any family left anymore, they all disowned me after I started dating Bryce and I don't have a place to stay at. I can't even buy a place since I'm not 18.
I'm trapped, but even if I wasn't I don't think I would leave. I love him
