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strawberry band aid || part 2

pairings: billy hargrove x fem! reader

warnings: crying, blood, cursing, explaining the abuse in the last chapter, and that’s about it, but please let me know if i missed any!!

overall summary: after getting tired of his dads behavior towards him and max, billy decided to run away to the readers home where he knows him and max are welcomed and loved.

Y/N looked down at Max, automatically frowning as she saw the tears streaking down the girls face. Noticing that she was soaked she quickly pulled her in, whispering “C’mon sweetheart, you must be half frozen.”

Max didn’t argue, because she was in fact freezing. She didn’t realize before she had left her house a small drizzle had started falling, slowly turning into a down pour as she biked to Y/N’s house. Once she had gotten to her destination she was so numb and so sad that she ignored the cold, the hurt, the worry, all of it until one of the things was brought up. Reality struck her again as she walked into the warm house, fresh tears springing in her eyes as she took quick small breaths looking at Y/N as she did.

Y/N didn’t have to ask, she knew what had happened, she always did. Max and Billy had this joke between them that she could read their minds, and at times like this it seemed true.

“How bad is it?” Y/N asked as she led Max to the couch, gently pushing her down onto the couch before rushing to grab the girl a warm blanket. Max shook her head as she wrapped the blanket around herself tightly once it was handed to her, letting the fresh tears run down her face as she looked down at her lap.

“The insults were worse than last time, Neil was brutal…I’m scared something bad happened after I left.” she whispered so quietly that Y/N could barely make out her words. She didn’t miss them however, letting a new frown cover her face as she walked into her kitchen.

“Should I go over there or wait for him to come?” she questioned, looking over to the girl as she grabbed a strawberry soda for her. She quickly opened it , making her way back to Max as fast as she could, fear flooding her with each step she took.

“Wait. The last thing Billy needs is you getting Neil’s hits, that would make him..god I don’t even know how he’d react.” she mumbled as she took the drink from Y/N’s extended hand, closing her eyes as she quickly drank the cold red liquid. The taste was like home, a nice familiarity that slowly made Max relax. Y/N had always given her and Billy strawberry sodas, claiming that the sweetness would wash the bitterness of the fights and arguments away, which to the siblings surprise was sort of true.

Although neither of them would tell Y/N, everything about her (and her home) was sweet and comforting to them. There had been a countless number of times where Max and Billy had stayed with the welcoming girl who never turned them down. The number had grown so big that Max had gotten her own room at Y/N’s house, decorated just the way she wanted it.

And Y/N would never tell them that their staying had saved her, had made her feel loved. The endless conversations they shared, the game nights they had started, even the small arguments over which movie they were going to watch, all of it saved her from the feelings she had be drowning in. Y/N loved the two of them so much, so when she got a knock on her door with a teary eyed Max her heart broke.

“How about you and I put on a movie while we wait for him yeah? Distract you as best as we can?” she whispered, smiling at the young redhead as she sat beside her. Max immediately nodded, she needed something, anything, to get her mind off of what could’ve happened to Billy. Y/N watched as she grabbed the remote quickly picking a cheesy rom-com, smiling as she laughed at the horrible complements shared between the characters.

After about an hour of the lovesick flirting that had been coming from the tv, Max had fallen asleep completely tangled in the blanket given to her earlier. Y/N wasn’t far behind her, falling asleep herself when another knock was delivered on her front door. The noise made her bolt upright, stumbling some as she quickly made her way to the door.

She had no idea what was in stake for her when she opened the door, but what she saw she certainly didn’t expect. Billy’s face was covered, covered, in blood and bruises. His lip was split in the corner, his eyes both held light hues of purple, and his cheek held blood and tear stains.

“Oh my god,” was the only words that left her mouth as she brought Billy into a hug, being careful not to squeeze too tight. He was quick to return the favor, wrapping his strong arms around her in a tight embrace, holding her close as small sobs began to leave his bloody abused lips.

She rubbed small circles on his back, whispering small ‘I’ve got you’s and ‘I’m here’s’ into his ear. It took awhile to get him calmed down enough to even walk into her house, and even more time for him to finally start telling her what happened.

a/n: i feel like this chapter is really bad- i’m so sorry- but i hope you enjoy it none the less!! i would just like to say once again thank you for all the love and support, it means the world:)

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hello everyone!! i would like to say thank you SO much for all the love and support!! part two will most likely be out tomorrow!! and remember you can always send in requests, i’ll write for anyone!! much love, have a wonderful day/night <3

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strawberry band aid || part 1

pairings: billy hargrove x fem! reader

warnings: cursing, mentions of abuse, lots of sad stuff honestly

overall summary: after getting tired of his dads behavior towards him and max, billy decided to run away to the readers home where he knows him and max are welcomed and loved.

They were used to the screaming, the fighting, the smell of beer in the air, all of it. In fact, Billy thought without this life he may be lost, may be confused after not having such a set routine for so long. These exact thoughts are what flooded his head as he heard the front door slam shut, sighing to himself as he prepared himself for the events to come in mere moments. Billy opened his door quietly peeking his head out to see Max doing the same, looking towards the living room where Neil was already kicking and cursing at the furniture.

“Close your door and lock it. Keep the window open in case you have to run, okay?” Billy whispered, keeping his face set as Max looked at him.

“But what about you-“ she whispered in a rush, earning a quick shake of the head from Billy along with a quick whisper of “Just do it Max.”

The young girl nodded looking back at Neil before closing her door quickly. Billy heard the lock of her door click as he stepped out of his room and into the hallway, taking a deep breath as he started progressing to the living room.

“What number is that, huh? 9? Maybe 12?” he asked as he stopped at the end of the hallway, straightening his figure to present taller, thinking it would make him look less scared.

Neil’s eyes shot to him quickly, his eyes were bloodshot and he was slouched in a sort of drunk-tired way. He looked over Billy and threw the empty bottle of beer past his head, walking towards his son as the bottle crashed on the floor.

“What the fuck does it matter to you? You’re the reason I’m drinking anyways,” he said as he got closer, his voice getting louder as he got closer ��I remember I have a good for nothing son and I pick up a drink. I remember he’s a piece of shit failing half of his classes, I pick up another drink. I remember he’s a fucking man whore who would rather fuck girls than watch his sister, and I pick up another drink. You see the pattern here? Do you?” he shouted as he grabbed the collar of Billy’s shirt, jerking him forward as he tightened his grip.

Billy didn’t want to give him the satisfaction by replying with “Yes, sir.” like he always did, so he stayed quiet. Neil didn’t like this very much, it was obvious by the hard punch delivered to his sons face after he didn’t receive an answer.

“I said do you see the pattern?!” he yelled as he glared down at Billy, the anger almost radiating off of him. Billy however still didn’t answer, he just looked back at his father with a set jaw trying his best to ignore the pain that came from his face.

The lack of an answer just made Neil’s anger grow, another punch was delivered, this time directly to Billy’s nose making his head fling back a little bit. A small groan left his lips as he reached to cover his nose, mentally cursing as he felt the blood pooling in his hand.

“Oh you piece of fucking shit, it’s like I’m talking to a damn dog!” he father shouted, pushing him down on the ground. He had no time to catch himself, being too distracted by the blood covering his hand. He groaned as his back slammed against the floor, pushing the pain to the back of his mind as he quickly tried to get up. He was too slow though, Neil was already on top of him, delivering punch after punch to his sons face. His nose, his jaw, his head, anywhere that was visible got a punch.

Billy tried pushing him off, delivered a few of his own punches to his fathers face, but it wasn’t enough to get him off completely. Slowly giving up he closed his eyes and yelled “Max, run! Now!” although he could be an ass to her, he never wanted her to get this type of beating from Neil.

A few punches later Billy was out cold, his fathers hits got some aggressive to the point they knocked him out. Neil was off of him a few moments later stumbling back to his room, wiping his sons blood off his hands.

As Billy laid knocked out on his own living room floor, Max was knocking as hard as she could on Y/N’s door, tears rolling down her face as she thought of the things that could be happening back at her house. Her thoughts were cut short though as the door slowly opened up, she let out a small sigh, she was safe now.

authors note: okay hi, so this is the first part of a i dunno how many part series so, i hope you like it!! also, credits to @gweelczz, this fic was their idea:))