Boris Pavlikovsky X Reader
This story contains (Sex, Drugs, Violence, Rape, Molestation, Abuse, Alcohol, swearing)
Also your pronouns in this are she/her sorry if those don't fit you, you can change if you want.
TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter will contain acts of molestation and I don't wanna trigger anyone, y'all stay safe out there 🤚🏽❤️
Y/n Pov
Today I'm moving yippee!
Just kidding that excited shit is for barbie bitches, those who lived perfect lives but were secretly homophobic and pick me's. Screw those bitches. I live with my step-dad who's a complete sociopathic pervert. My mum died when I was 13 and I have no grandparents so her "Perfect" Fiancé got the delightful pleasure of being my legal guardian. I loathe him he's strict, homophobic, and on top of all that he abuses me, fun!
But now we're moving, again. His job transferred him. It's not like I really care all my schools are filled with prissy rich people anyway, so there'll be no one to miss. As you can tell I don't have much luck with schools and friendships.
We are in the car right now, I'm in the backseat cause I don't want his grimy hands riding up my thigh, I had my headphones in listening to "Wheels on the bus" By Melanie Martinez, I have a crush on her, but I mean who doesn't?
"What are you listening to?" I saw my Step-dad mouth so I took my headphones out "Uh a song called wheels on the bus?" I lightly said, he laughed "You really are my little girl" He beamed, I swear he's a fucking migraine, his perverted smile just makes me want to vomit.
I put my headphones back in to distract my ears from the sound of the tires on the rocky gravel road we are driving on, and eventually I fall asleep on my seatbelt.
- (Time skip)
I got woken up by the motion of the car stopping "We're here y/n" My step-dad announced and I immediately took my seatbelt off and got out. I felt slightly nauseous and dizzy when I stretched, but man did it feel good.
When I looked around I noticed we were pretty much in a desert, the house was definitely an improvement from that shithole we used to rent. "Pretty isn't she?" My step-dad stated proudly gazing at the house, "Yea it is" Even though it's a fucking inanimate object you sicko.
I started unloading boxes from the car and my step-dad went to open the front door.
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I walked up to the now unlocked front door and walked inside, it smelt like warmth, like the warmth where you can see the specs of dust from the patch of sun shining through a window warmth, it was comforting.
*Slap*
My step-dad squeezed my ass and slapped it again "Better get those boxes upstairs to your room" He said going outside to retrieve more boxes. Every time he touches me I feel like grabbing a knife and slowly killing him, he's a sick son of a bitch who deserves to suffer.
However I continued on my venture to my room, the stairwell was creaking with every step I took.
Once I reached my room I evidently looked inside, I mean what was I gonna do Tiffany walk past it?
The room looked like a decent size, definitely an upgrade, maybe moving here will be better, doubt it haha, but at least I'll have a good room with nice walls to talk to.
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(Kinda what it looks like but smaller and not like all the plants and that bean bag thing)
I left the box in my room and went back down stairs to collect the rest, I didn't really own many things so it would be easy to unpack.
-(Time skip)
It was now nightfall and I had finished unpacking in my room, my step-dad and I were silently watching tv while eating dinner.
I sat at the far end of the couch, not wanting to be within an inch of his presence. "So, school tomorrow? You excited?" He asked though his eyes remains trained to the television "I didn't know I was going tomorrow, but I guess" I replied "You have to go to school tomorrow, I have work early" He said "Ok" I responded as placate as I could.
(Little time skip because I'm a lazy fuck)
After I washed our plates I was about to dart to my room, however farther dearest of course had some sort of in put.
"Where are you going? Come over here" He demands patting his lap, I let out a rigid breath and complied with his demands, I rested my head on his lap and faced towards the tv. He began stroking the side of my face, one day I will chop this mother fuckers crusty hand off. I felt him grow hard beneath me and attempted to close my eyes, to which I eventually went to sleep.
(Ik this chapter is like trashy but I just wanted to do like some background info on your characters home life, new characters will be introduced next chapter, love y'all 💕)
