Drill Rappers imagines / x reader - I can change -Kay Flock ² (2024)

 

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"f*ck you mean I lost my sanity because I hit my head? You're the reason why I'm hurt right now Kay!" Y/n exclaimed. Kevin stopped in the doorway & halfly turned his head towards Y/n. "Look, I said I'm sorry yuh heard? I dont need you rubbin' allat pity sh*t in my face. Fr Y/n." And with that, Kevin left without saying another word while Y/n kept her anger in for later when she needs it.

Its currently 12 in the afternoon & Kay still didn't come home like he was supposed too. Y/n slowly & I mean slowly made her way to the kitchen to fix her something to eat. She opens the freezer door to find the fried rice shes been craving. She sets the bag on the counter & takes a skillet out & begins to cook the food.

After a couple of minutes, the food was ready & Y/n got a bowl from the cabinet & began to eat & eat & eat & eat until only a grain of rice was left in the skillet. Y/n was surprised & confused because she would never eat a lot of food like that.'How would Kay feel? What is he gonna eat?' She contemplated on whether she should make Kay his food or just take a nap until he gets back. She just shrugged her shoulders & went upstairs to sleep. Y/n just remembered how he was acting earlier "He'll be aight" She said to herself as she quickly drifting off to sleep.

Y/n POV:

I was enjoying my peaceful nap until Kay came in the room screaming & hollering. "Y/n! I know you didnt just eat all of the food!" Kay ripped the cover off of me and threw water on me. I felt the sudden cold sensation making me gasp and quickly get up. "Bro what the f*ck is wrong with you?!" I screeched. I got off the bed limping to the bathroom with Kay hungry ass following me.

"Answer me Y/n." I mugged him and continued doing whatever I was doing. Kay looked at me angrily in the mirror before grabbing the back of my head, pulling it back and slammed my head on the mirror.

Blood gushed from Y/n's forehead & nose. She tried to speak but instead of words coming out, it was bits of blood. Kay stood over her aching body. Fists curled. "Since you pulled that funny sh*t, you gon wait to go to the hospital." He said walking out of the bathroom. Y/n silently cried to herself as she lightly hit the floor. She grabbed the end of the sink bracing herself for the pain as she lifted herself off of the floor.

She looked at herself in the broken mirror as she lightly touched her new swollen busted lip. She grimaced from the slight pain before limping back to the room. Kay was laying on the bed on his phone. "tf you looking at?". y/n didn't respond. "I ASKED YOU A f*ckING QUESTION BITCH!" He said walking towards Y/n. "Nothing." She replied. "C'mon bae, we goin to the hospital. Get yo coat n shoes on."

[Timeskip] (Kevin's POV)

It was late at night and Y/n was sleeping peacefully. No, she wasn't passed out cause I'd pinch her every now n then just in case. We've arrived to the hospital and I've put on my best 'nigg* in distress' act. "HELP I-I THINK MY GIRLFRIEND IS DYING PLEASE HELP ME!" A nurse quickly came up to me and asked what happened. "I-I d-don't know please help me!" "Okay sir calm down and follow me."

I followed the nurse into the room and laid Y/n on the bed. As the nurse was checking Y/n, she was also asking questions. "Excuse me Mr. Perez, are you aware that Y/n is pregnant?" The nurse says to me. Shock and shame had exploded on my face. Of course any man would feel that way if they beat the living sh*t out of their pregnant girlfriend. I started to sob uncontrollably, hands balled up on my face. I felt so guilty. I love Y/n so much she don't even know. f*ck.

Not so long after that, the doctor came in the room. "Good thing for Ms. Y/n, the injuries aren't so bad. All you have to do is keep her wounds bandaged and make sure she takes 2 pills every 6 hours." The doctor smiled. "Thank you doctor." I said getting Y/n's stuff. "

[Timeskip]

I lay Y/n down on the bed and kissed her forehead. I sat in the chair across from her and sighed, thinking of my past actions. I heard being a parent really changed things, but I really felt that deep down inside.

I wanted to apologize to my baby so much much I know that Y/n is a smart girl and wouldn't want me around. He'll, she'll prolly press charges on me or something. As much as I want to be in my baby's life, I can't stay to hurt them, too. I've already done so much damage.

[A couple hours later, Y/n's POV:]

I slowly open my eyes to my body being numb and Kay resting his head on my chest while he's sitting on a chair. "Baby, what are you doing?" I ask, moving some little inches hoping to wake him up. Nothing but whines and groans from him was followed with a raspy. "Leave me alone." As he turned his head the opposite way.

I chuckled at the cute interaction between us. It quickly ended when I started thinking about our past when we used to act like this. All this thinking about what went wrong between us made me think of my pregnancy and how Kay would act and feel about it.
How the f*ck my family would feel. Don't get me wrong, I adore the thought of having a family with Kay because he loves kids, but his temper has me thinking otherwise.

I slowly regained my movement, and I slowly slid myself from under Kay and went to the bathroom. I looked at the stitches I have on my body. Luckily I have a really tiny one on my face cause I'm too pretty.

I go to the closet and get my suitcase. I'm tired of his abusive tendencies. I'm too good for him and he knows it. Plus, I'm carrying our child. My child.

I quietly pack my sh*t, go downstairs, and open the door. I look back at the apartment that mean Kevin once called home but this home isn't home anymore.

💣Timeskip No ones POV💣

Kevin woke up, stretched his body and yawned while reaching over for Y/n. "Babe, you wanna go and get something to eat? Do you want the regular?" He turned over to feel your embrace until he felt nothing but cold sheets.

Wheere the f*ck is she-?" He mumbled to himself. He quickly got up to call her. "I'm sorry but the person you've called-" He contined to call and call you DESPERATELY.

Kevin finally gave up his attempts to even reach out to you. He figured you're probably at your friends house and he know better than to call them as well.

He sighed with what little breath he HD left in his aching body. He looked back at an old picture frame with the both of you in the ferris wheel sharing cotton candy.

A tear escaped his brown eyes before he fell off his balcony.

[[[THE END]]]

AUTHORS NOTE😇: Was ts rushed? Yeah cause a lot of people bee requested pt. 2 😁

Drill Rappers imagines / x reader - I can change -Kay Flock ² (2024)

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