This imagine just come to me. Warning: There will be violence, cussing, abuse, and maybe a little smut. I think the song Treat you better by Shane Mendez will be great while reading this imagine. I just wanted to warn you guys in case you don't like any of it. Comment and message me if you like this one. Send in your requests.

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You and your boyfriend (Y/bf's/N) have been a The Hilltop for five months now. Your boyfriend helps with runs and you help with taking care of the plants grown there. You don't mind it but you wish a man named Jesus don't work so close with his shirt off. You remember the first time that happened.

You and Jesus was planting more plants when he take off his shirt from working in the hot sun and you wear a green tank top and black short shorts. You can't believe how hot he was. You knew you shouldn't find Jesus attract but you did. You tried to not making it known that you started having feelings for Jesus.

He treated you better than your boyfriend. Your boyfriend had an anger issue and would take it out on you every time he saw the looks you and Jesus share. He makes you scared to leave him. He threatened to kill Jesus if you even did leave him. So you was relieved when he left on supply runs.

But he always whispers in your ear about killing Jesus if he find you in any cheating say or if Jesus touched what was he is before going on runs. He beat you last night when Jesus tried to get dirt off your cheek. You get up slowly and made you way to the mirror in your room. You saw the bruises that are now on your hips and lower stomach. (Start listening to the song)

You saw the blue and purple bruises on your lower stomach and one on your hips was black. You knew it was hard to get your blue jeans on but you had work to do. You wear a purple tank top under a black long sleeve shirt. You made your way to where the fields of plants were.

You started pulling the weeds up. You were halfway done when you noticed that Jesus was helping right next to you. You was almost done when you got hot and take off your long sleeved shirt. Your tank top move up your stomach as you tried to get to the weeds in the back of the plants. You heard a gasped and Jesus asked," Who made these bruises on you, (Y/N)?"

You closed your eyes and pulled your shirt down. You looked at him. Jesus pulled you to your feet and asked," Was it (Y/bf's/N)?" You started to cry and Jesus hugged you. "(Y/N), I can't let him get away with this," Jesus explained," I don't like the girl I like getting hurt."

You pushed Jesus away and said,"Please, Jesus, just leave it alone." You tried to walk away but Jesus pulls you back around. "Why do you stay with him if he beats you?" Jesus asks. You don't want to tell him your feelings for him and what (Y/bf's/N) threatened to do to Jesus.

"(Y/N), I can get him away from you," Jesus explained. "No," you said out of fear for Jesus' life. "Why not?" Jesus asked," What's keeping you with him?" "Because of you," you confessed. "What do I have to do with your reason for staying with an abusive boyfriend?" Jesus asked. "Because I'm in love with you and he says he'll kill you if I ever left him," you explained," He beat the crap out of me last night when he heard me telling Maggie about my feelings for you."

Jesus just stand there in shock of what you told him. "You love me?" Jesus asks. "Yes, so I'm just making sure (Y/bf's/N) doesn't kill you," you explained," I don't know what I would do if I don't get to see you everyday." You close your eyes and wished that Jesus never find any of this out.

You felt Jesus get closer to you and said," I can take care of myself." You know that Jesus could kick butt when zombies are around but you don't trust it when it come to your angry, abusive boyfriend. His hands were on your hips and you looked at Jesus.

He was so close to you. You can just kiss him if you moved a inch toward him. He kissed you and you let him. His lips were soft on yours. He kissed you gently. You kissed him back. You've never felt this way for anyone before, not even for your abusive boyfriend.

You was pulled away from him by your hair. You were thrown to the ground and you saw your pissed off boyfriend. He was back from the supply run. "You dirty slut, looks like I have to fucking teach you another damn lesson," he yelled. He hit your face over and over again.

He started kicking you in the stomach. You threw up blood and screamed," Please stop." He just laughed and continued his kicking. Everyone was now standing around the three of you watching. He stopped and you saw Jesus hold a gun to his head.

"Now I don't like you abusing someone as sweet as (Y/N)," Jesus explained. (Y/bf's/N) tried to wrestle the gun out of Jesus' hands. They were rolling on the ground while you watched scared to death. You was scared because you don't want (Y/bf's/N) killing Jesus.

You screamed when you heard the gun go off. You saw Jesus move your dead boyfriend off him. You get up and run to him. "Oh, god, I thought he killed you," you said, crying on his shoulder. "Jesus, what have you done?" Gregory said, as one of the guys stabbed your dead ex boyfriend in the head.

"He was beating (Y/N) and he was going to kill me," says Jesus," I had to protect myself and (Y/N)." You felt so weak from the beating and being tired from working all day. Jesus saw how tired you were. He take you to his room and sit you on his bed. He find the first aid kit and started to fix your bleeding face.

He was so sweet to you as he fixed your bruises. "Thank you, Jesus," you said. "No problem, I'll always be here to protect you," Jesus replied. "I don't think that Gregory is very happy with us right now," you explained. "I don't care about that right now," Jesus said," All I care about is how you are doing."

You smiled and kissed him. He kissed you back with a smile. You pulled away and said," You're very sweet and kind to me." Jesus laughs and sits next to you. "Jesus, I've told you that I loved you," you asked, " How do you feel about me?" You watched Jesus and hoped he felt the same way.

"I love you," Jesus answered," I'll treat you better than (Y/bf's/N) ever did." You sat on Jesus' lap and kissed him again. His hands find their way to your waist. You kissed him roughly. He laid you on his bed as he made out with you. He was kissing and sucking on your neck.

You moaned when he find your sweet spot. He took off your shirt  and Jesus said," You're beautiful, (Y/N)." You blushed and kissed him. Jesus started to undress the rest of you but you stopped him. You was a little nervous and he must have known because Jesus says," Baby, don't be nervous."

"I'm just hurting to much to have sex with you," you explained. "Oh, I'm sorry, (Y/N)," Jesus said. "It's fine, maybe when I'm healed up," you suggested. "Yeah, plus I'll wait until you're ready for sex," Jesus replied. "I love you, Jesus," I told him. "I love you, too," Jesus replies.

You kiss him and made out with him. You were to finally not be in fear of being with a guy. You trusted Jesus wouldn't be like (Y/bf's/N). You were happy now sleeping his arms. You was happy that you put your heart on the line and he felt the same way.

He promised to be there for you everyday you two were together. You just enjoyed the time you had together because no one knows when they are going to die. Coming to The Hilltop months ago was the best thing that ever happened to you.