☆ wdw oneshots ☆

⚠️⚠️⚠️ abuse, mentions of abuse, mentions of rape, assholes who like to abuse people

please read the message at the end. this chapter is the longest i've written out of all my books. please enjoy :)

the door slams, and zach jumps. his heart races, and tears begin to cloud his eyes. "zach! why haven't you answered the phone," his boyfriend, isaac, slurs while dropping his belongings on the table. issac wipes his lips, most likely removing some leftover alcohol. "s-sorry i was watching tv," zach stutters, immediately pausing the netflix show.

zach was supposed to spend the night at isaac's house, which was a common occurrence on weekends. he got there around 6 pm while his boyfriend was still at work, and decided to watch some tv. but he could barely focus on any of them. the whole time he felt on edge. he didn't wanna think about what isaac would do when he got home. and he definitely wasn't ready to find out.

"i don't ca-are what you were fucking doing! pick up the phone," isaac screams. zach flinches. zach stands up and walks to the kitchen. "i ma-ade dinner isaac," zach says quietly. bringing two plates to the table. isaac stumbles to the kitchen. "give it to me then you bitch."

zach gestures to the plate on the table, trying to stop shaking.

isaac eats the food, getting bits and pieces everywhere. zach timidly eats across from the older man. "how was work?" he asks. isaac lets out a sigh. "it fucking sucked. i-it was exhausting. then i called, and you didn't answer you piece of shit!"

isaac picks up a beer bottle, and chucks it at the wall behind zach, just missing the brunette boys head.

zach curls in on himself, silent tears falling down his rosy cheeks. "we're going to bed," isaac says. zach puts the dishes in the sink, then goes upstairs with his boyfriend, trying to calm himself down. i shouldn't have come over.

"change your clothes," isaac says bossily. zach takes off his shirt and pants, then reaches into his drawer to get some clothes. and he just so happens to knock isaac's keys on the floor. the older man snaps his head around and storms over. "i'm so- pick them up!" zach hastily picks up the keys and puts them on the nightstand.

"you can't do anything right!" isaac lifts a hand and shoves zach's half dressed body into the wall. zach stands up slowly, the air being knocked out of his small figure. isaac collapses into their shared bed, and immediately passes out. zach lets out a shaky sigh of relief.

he finishes dressing, then climbs in issac's bed, attempting to stay as far away from his as possible.

zach knew it wasn't love. but he was scared. scared of isaac. scared of what he was capable of. scared of the things he said. scared of how he would react to zach leaving him. no you know what scratch that. zach wasn't just scared.

he was terrified.

the next morning...

zach peers his eyes open, smiling slightly as he sees the spot next to him is empty. on the nightstand was a note. zach picks it up.

i'm sorry about last night baby. but it won't happen again. i love you so much. call me.

zach didn't know why, but he felt like crying. maybe out of sadness at the fact that the note was all lies. or out of anger for isaac lying and hurting him. whatever the reason, he pulls his knees up to his chest, and winces. his back was sore. probably from getting thrown into a wall.

he lets a few tears slide down his cheeks, not trying to hold back. after a few minutes, he wipes his face, and goes downstairs to grab a snack, not wanting to anger isaac for taking too much food. he eats the granola bar, then grabs his belongings and leaves.