(sorry about the picture, I rushed)

you return home after you were out with your friends. you open the front door and what do you see? tom, your bf, laying on the couch with a bottle beer in his hand. he's drunk again. he looks up at you and starts yelling. "(y/n) , where have you been?! I told you to be home earlier!" he gets up and smashes the empty bottle of beer against your head. you have a few wounds on your forehead, some have shards in it. tom sits down again and glares at you. "(y/n) get me another beer, now."