*intro* you're staying at Vic's for a while so that you could get back on your feet after being fired and kicked out of your parents house and you've been friends with him since freshman year.
*so anyways into the imagine* you just walked in from another day at hell aka high school. Since graduation was near everyone felt like they could be more open about their bullying of you so they came at you full force daily. The names you were called stuck in your brain constantly being brought up in random thoughts making you feel worse and worse until finally you couldn't take it anymore and ran to your room. You frantically searched under your bed for your blade. You felt something sharp prick your hand and gasped in shock and excitement and ran to your bathroom and sat down in front of the toilet and said "well here goes a month clean," and then You started marking up your arm. One was extremely deep and they all bled a lot but you were on such a high from it that you didn't hear the front door open and Vic call for you. You made another cut and cried out because of how much it stung. He heard and ran to the bathroom and opened the door and saw you sitting there with a blade and bleeding and you both froze for a moment. Then all of a sudden he lunged forward and grabbed the blade and threw it into the toilet and flushed it. He picked you up and say you on the edge of the tub and got the first aid kit out and proceeded to clean up the cuts. After you got out of the initial shock of him coming in you started to sob hysterically. As soon as he got done bandaging your arm he pulled you into his lap and held you like that for a few minutes before he finally spoke. "Why?" That was all he said and his voice sounded so broken. "Because of all the names I get called daily," you replied in a surprisingly stead voice. "Darling listen to me when I say this please you are absolutely perfect. You don't deserve to be made fun of like this. If they say anything bad about you they are obviously blind because in my eyes you are amazingly perfect." With that he grabbed your arm and kissed the bandage and then went back to holding you. "Vic... I-I thank you so much for cleaning me up. I'm sorry I did this. Today was just horrible," you managed to force out. "(Y/n) I'm glad i could help. I know what's it's like. Some days will be horrible but you have to think of the great days and know there will be more of those as well. There will always be horrible days but there will also be amazing days hell some might even be perfect and you just have to think about that. Think about me every time you do this to yourself you're hurting me twice as much as you are yourself because I can't stand to see you in pain," he said in a strong voice. "Thank you Vic. Thank you so much. You're the best friend I could ever ask for. Thank you," you said in a kinda happy kinda sad voice. "It's my pleasure to be able to be here for you (y/n)" he said and kissed the top of your head and squeezed your hand which he had managed to grab without you noticing. You smiled lightly and cuddled further into him. You dozed off and a few minutes later and felt him carrying you to your bed and tucking you in. "Goodnight (y/n) love you," he whispered. "Goodnight love you too Vic," you murmured. You heard the door close and fell back asleep not sure what kind of love either of you meant and not knowing if you wanted to know.
A/n
Hai guys so sorry for any grammatical errors any where but here's the first imagine hope y'all like it CX
