Imagine #109: Bruises on your Thighs Like His Fingerprints

{Requested by my dear friend, Musichearted_. Sorry it took me so long :* Enjoy, everyone!}

You're already feeling so nervous right now. You were about to go and perform this play with your group and one of the judges is your very own most favorite band - Fall Out Boy. This will be a musical play, depicting a tragic love story of any fictional character and your team just happen to pick the full of abused and unrequited love of The Joker and Harley Quinn. Honestly, you should feel excited, but maybe not today, most especially you're playing Harley...and the one playing Joker is your ex-boyfriend that used to abuse you and hated your guts.

"I really don't know why you're doing this, Y/N. You could have back down the first time you heard its going to be him." Your best friend told you while you were on the backstage getting ready.

"I won't let him ruin this for me, {y/bestfriend's/name.}. The piece was great, it's Harley Quinn I'm playing and most important of all, Fall Out Boy will be one of the judges!" You stated excitedly and she just laughed at you.

"Riiight. That band you're obsessed with." She said and you both giggled. "But I'm just worried. He literally hurts you, you knew that since the rehearsals."

"I can take it, best friend." You murmured and with thay you mean to reassure yourself too.

Since you are depicting an abusive story, the joker hurts you in that play. Of course, it should just all be an act, but not to your ex boyfriend. He finds this opportunity amusing and there were times he really hurts you. You just wished he won't go full out tonight, because he can literally kill you with all those scenes in the play.

Finally, you were about to perform. The team just met up one last time before starting and you hated the fact that your ex boyfriend is now smirking at you fiendishly. Yep, this will not be a good night.

You took all your nervousness away as the curtains rolled up and as a natural theatre actress. You already got the attention of the crowd. Starting as a normal psychiatrist that talks to joker over this table, but instead of her curing him, he corrupts her. This scene was the least brutal of all, all joker did was hold you by your cheeks hard and that's when you knew your ex boyfriend will not hold back.

The play continued, every brutal and abusive scene was real and hard. He executed it so angrily and you're trying not to fall apart, but you're really feeling the pain. You just kept on glancing to the audience and to the judges, most especially to the band you love. Everyone was amazed with the way you act, not knowing that all of your cries there were true...but maybe expect one person, you saw that Patrick from the band was looking at you worriedly. You didn't know if he was just really feeling the story or maybe he's seeing what's really going on.

"Come here, Quinn!" The joker said, suddenly grabbing you by your hair and almost throwing you to the ground. You held back your tears as you let him to the scene. This was the most brutal of all, where he'll drag you around the stage while you lay there.

"Ahhh!" Finally you were able to cry out because this was the only scene where you're aloud to do so. The stage wasn't smooth at all and your skin gets scratch and your ex boyfriend wasn't even gentle at all. "P-Puddin!!" You cried, really showing what you're feeling right this instant. Pain. You feel that your already bruised and there are scratch wound everyone. Heck, you even felt that you're bleeding.

The joker just laughed and he kept on doing it and you're honestly feeling that you'll collapse in there. Suddenly, you saw someone from the judges' seat stand up from the corner of your eyes.

"Stop! Stop it right now!" His voice was loud, deep and angry. The theatre went into silence and finally, your ex boyfriend stopped to drag you.

You can't believe you've got numbed there, you can't even bare to stand. Your body aches like hell.

The stage manager came out and you pushed yourself to look at where the sound came from...it was Patrick Stump and his band. They all looked worried and angry at the same time.

"She fucking needs a medic right now, can't you see?!" Pete shouted angrily as they pushed themselves to go up on the stage.

"Don't tell me it was just us who noticed?!" Joe said the moment they were on the stage. It was a small theatre so there weren't many people around, but it was enough for a huge crowd.

"We're so sorry, we could have stopped it the moment we began. we weren't just sure. You were also a great actress. Just stay still, okay?" Andy was the one who knelt next to you and you can feel hot tears escaping your eyes. He helped you to sit up and you knew how that physically hurt you.

"You were doing it on purpose. What give you the permission to treat a girl like that?!" Patrick said angrily and you couldn't believe that he gets angry like this.

"What's it to you?! This is our play, we do it our way. You're just a mere judge. I don't even know if you're qualified to judge here!" Your ex boyfriend told him and Patrick laughed at him in a mocking way.

"Well, okay. You explained yourself well, dude." He said with all the sass he had and he acted like he's scared. You thought he was really done, but you guessed not.

"The bitch deserved it anyways." You heard your ex boyfriend murmured that stopped Patrick on his tracks. He just turned his back on the guy, but all of a sudden he looked at him and gave him a strong punch.

"If you weren't taught how to act properly. That's not how you treat a girl...but this is how you treat a fucking jerk." Patrick hissed at him angrily. Your ex boyfriend was about to attack him too but then Pete, Andy and Joe got closer to Patrick. Looking at the guy mockingly.

"Want to play, puddin?" Pete asked and god he looked pissed!

After that the play just ended and you were brought backstage to be given some first aid. You were right, there are a lot of bruises on your body and wounds. The guys just got out for a while to narrate what really happened and thankfully authorities sided with them. Your ex boyfriend was dragged out of the place and you're honestly feeling relieved.

"Hi there, you feeling okay?" Patrick suddenly came to you while you were resting backstage.

"Yeah. I'm fine now. Really, thank you so much. I really thought I can handle him and --

"So you knew? That he's going to hurt you?" He asked, looking very worried.

"He's my ex, always have been abusive. The rehearsals were tough and I thought I still can handle it. Guess I was wrong. I didn't want him to ruin this for me, it was a great piece and you...your band was there to see it. I really wanted to do this." You honestly said and you saw him sadly smile.

"You don't deserve to be treat like that. You are an incredible actress out there and with this, I can also say you're a strong girl. But really, that doesn't mean you should put up with shit like that. You deserve so much better." Patrick said while genuinely smiling at you.

"T-thank you, Mr. Stump. I-I can't believe that you and your band was the one who save me. You really are my heroes." You murmured and Patrick just chuckled.

"Y/N. I can't believe you don't remember me, but I don't blame you. It's been years." He said and you curiously looked at him.

"W-what do you mean and how did you know my name?" You asked.

"Come on, you don't remember lunchbox?" He said and your eyes just went wide. You knew that was your childhood friend, he was your classmate back in kindergarten but that was all the time you had since you had to move.

"N-no way...that's why you always look so familiar to me..." You said dumbfounded.

"I was always searching for you and when I came across this play I gave it a try, maybe it was really you and it is! I was too excited, but I didn't expect it to turn this way. That's why I was so outraged, can't afford seeing my best friend being bullied by someone." He said sweetly and you just laughed while tearing up a bit.

"I'm always searching for you too. I never thought I'll see you again!" You told him and he just chuckled at you.

"Well now here we are. You just rest in there and let those wounds dry up. We have a lot to catch up to with each other, hope you're up for it." He said excitedly and you nodded at him.

"You bet, I am up for that, lunchbox." You told him while laughing.

You really didn't expect this night to end like this, but all you know is you're satisfied to what had happened.

{Thanks for reading!!!}