Stop Leaving Me (N.W.)

A/N: This one does have a lot of violence and drugs so beware. I haven't seen any imagines based off Nico Walker. He's the guy that Tom plays from cherry. I don't have much information about him at all, so don't come at me. If ya'll know anything about him please tell me. Holy fuck, he's sexy.

Nico's POV:

I hate doing this to Y/N. I don't want to do what I do, but I have to. For her. When I got arrested, everything went south for Y/N and I. We used to inseparable. We had our first fight after 2 years of dating. I still love her, but shit isn't the same. We're constantly getting into fights. I miss my old relationship with her. She probably misses it way more that I do.

I walked inside a bank. I was just wearing some black jeans, a black shirt, a hooded jacket, some sun glasses, and some fingerless gloves. I didn't want to cause a scene. I went up to the banker with a calm but aggressive look on my face. "Good afternoon, sir. Something I can help you with?" She said politely. I simply pulled out my wallet, and pulled out a dollar bill that had the words 'I have a gun" written on in with blood in all caps and held it in front of me for her to read. The lady looked at me like like I was crazy. She read the note, and went as white as a ghost. She picked up the phone. "Put it down." I said assertively. She put the phone back down. I pointed towards a safe she had at her desk that contained over $50,000 in it. She was scared, so she opened it and put the money into a paper bag, and handed it to me. (Idk how the fuck $50,000 dollars in cash would fit in a paper bag. Just roll with it) "Don't tell anyone about this, and no one will get hurt." I said to her with a sly look on my face. "Yes, sir." I smiled at her and left the bank.

Y/N's POV:

I love Nico so much, but I can't do this anymore. I moved in with him to get away from the abuse happening in my parents house. I thought it would be heaven, but when he got arrested, everything went down hill. He started doing heroin and cocaine. He started coming home at past midnight, refusing to tell me where he was. It hurts to fight with him. He went from a US Army veteran to a criminal and drug addict. I miss my old Nico. I miss the going out to parks with him and sitting by a tree, talking for hours and hours about nothing. I barely get to see him anymore.

I'm a nurse, but I work at a pretty crappy hospital, so I don't get enough money. Every month I get at least $50,000 more in my bank account than I actually earn. Nico doesn't have a job, so it's not from him. I don't know where this money is coming from. Either way, I'm not spending it. I didn't earn it, so it's not fair that I'm spending someone else's hard earned money.

(Time pass)

"Babe? I'm home!" I called out as I walk into our small shared apartment. It's about 5:30 now. Nico left before I woke up, so I hoped that he was home. Even though, I know he's not. As usual, I hear nothing, but I try again, because I miss him. "Nico?!" Nothing. I sighed to myself and sat on the couch, looking at the clock, waiting for my baby to come home.

Nico's POV:

I wanna be home right now, with Y/N in my arms, but I can't cancel on my dealer, or he'll kill me for wasting his time. I walked to a dark alley, with my hand on my ass, where my gun was. I saw a tall dark man in a trench coat standing there. "Winters." I said, gaining his attention. "You got the stuff?" I asked him, getting straight to the point, avoiding side talk. He pulled out a clear baggie from his trench coat pocket and handed it to me. I took it from him, and started to walk away from him. "If you get caught...don't drag me down." He said. I turned around. "My last guy that did that...got killed." He grabbed me by the shirt and said, "So watch it." Me, having a short fuse, socked him across the face. He kicked me in the stomach and pushed me against the wall, and continued hitting me in the face and kneeing me in the balls. I was spitting blood by this point. He pulled out a pistol and held it to my head. "You're lucky I like you, but if you even fucking think about trying anything, I'll kill you and that little girlfriend of yours." How did he know about Y/N? I thought of her, and didn't want her to get hurt. I knew I couldn't physically beat this guy, so I just hung my head low in surrender. He backed away from me, and left the alley. I was there, on the floor, beat up, covered in blood, with a bag of coke in my back pocket. It took me a long time to get to this guy, so it was about 1 am by this point. "Fuck." I said in pain while trying to get home. I managed to find a cab driver that was nice enough to take me to the other side of the city, where I lived.

Y/N's POV:

It's 3:30 in the morning, and Nico isn't back yet. I've called him and texted him over and over again, but I haven't got any answers. I heard the door lock being fiddled with from the outside. I know this could've been Nico, but what if it wasn't? I ran into the kitchen, opened a drawer, and pulled out a gun that Nico had given to me 2 years ago, when I almost got raped. The door opened, and I peeked around the corner, to see my boyfriend standing there, covered in blood and bruises. "Nico?" I said, a little scared of the state he was in. "Hey, baby." "DON'T YOU FUCKING 'HEY BABY' ME!! WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN??! DON'T YOU EVEN FUCKING DARE COME UP WITH SOME PUSSY ASS EXCUSE!! YOU TELL ME THE TRUTH RIGHT FUCKING NOW, NICHOLAS, OR SO GOD HELP ME, YOU WON'T LIVE TO SEE TOMORROW!" I yelled at him. He looked a little taken back, because I never cursed, let alone yell like that. At this point, tears were running down my face. "Baby, I'm so sorry." He said, holding me in his arms. This felt nice. "Are you ok?" I asked him, running my thumb over a cut on his face. "Yeah...I'm fine." I grabbed his hand, and sat him down on the couch. I went to the kitchen, and grabbed the first aid kit. I started fixing him up. "Baby, what happened?"

Nico's POV:

"I was walking home, and I walked into something I wasn't supposed to see. These 2 huge guys were beating up this other guy. They saw me, and started beating me up." I hated lying to her, but I couldn't tell her that I lost my cool on my coke dealer, then he beat me up and held a gun to my head and told me that he'll kill me and her. I couldn't do that to her. "I'm sorry for yelling at you like that." She said so sweetly, on the verge of crying. I held her chin and moved her head up a little and said, "You have every right to yell at me. I was being an ass. I'm sorry." I saw a tear slip down her cheek. I wiped away with my thumb, leaned down, and gave her a kiss.

Y/N's POV:

When he kissed me, it felt so real. No matter what stupid shit he does, I love this man and that'll never change. I finished wrapping his hand in cloth, and gave it a kiss. "I love you." I said while going to cuddle into him on his lap. "I love you, too." He said back to me. I gave him a kiss on his lips.

We made love all night. I loved him so much, and there's nothing anyone can do that'll change that.

A/N: Just a warning, this book will probably have pretty dark stories.