You Saved Me {Dan Howell × reader}

🖤 Chapter 5 🖤

Y/N's PoV:

Phil and I finished decorating my flat and we even fixed the lamp we broke. A little.

Since Dan and I never really even hung out together I thought, since I'm really awkward, Phil could help me. Not as a date or anything, nononononono, but just so we can know each other a bit more.

I thought of things we could maybe do. He says he loves all kinds of things on his YouTube channel, but I don't think it will be good enough, maybe I should just ask Phil. That would be way easier.

Maybe later I'm tired.

I checked my phone for the time and saw it was 10:07.

Philly and I didn't take that long did we?

Well I better go to sleep then.

I then went upstairs to my newly decorated room. It was beautiful. It was way better than the old room I had with my ex. My abusive one.

Flashback

I was finally home. Back from that terrible place called work. I worked at Starbucks and had a couple friends there.

I unlocked my door, in America, and almost immediately kicked off my shoes. I want to just sleep. But I have to wait for him.

I hate him so much. Ugh, I just want to die. I can kill myself. Right now. But I just don't have the guts to do something like that.

I ended up waiting an hour before he came home. He walked in drunk as ever.

"Where the fuck are you you little slut!"

Oh God, who knows what he going to do to me. When he comes home drunk, he usually gives me a couple bruises, a black eye, and maybe, a broken bone. If I'm lucky he'll pass. He'll usually say I'm a waste of time and not worth living.

I hurriedly fixed the bed I had been previously resting on and sat on the bed sitting straight up, legs together, and tried not to breakdown.

He came into the room and looked at me with lust. He looked weird. It was different. He usually comes into the room to slap me first.

"There you are.."

He said seductively, looking at me hungrily and staring at my boobs.

Was he going to rape me? I hope not. What if he does?

All these questions are flowing through my head, by the time passes, he's already on top of me.

"We are going to do something a little different tonight."

I just nodded simply and was preparing what was going to happen next.

End of flashback

I was rethinking about this scene over and over again in my head and all the other times he hurt me. But I got through and got away from him. I was finally happy.