Miraculous Ladybug Scenarios/ Oneshots

Oneshot #2 Part 2🐧👺🖤

A/N:⚠️Warning!!: Violence,Deaths and Abuse, Torture( I think) read at your own discretion⚠️
d/h=dominant hand
V/N=villain name
F/N=father name
L/N=last name
This is 2120 words long ;-; lol

You slowly stand up and dry your tears replacing them with an emotionless expression. It's something you learned to do living with your father. Unaware of a butterfly flying away from you, you walk in the direction of your home with your hands in your pockets, eyes unreadable.

Once you arrive home you open the door to be greeted by silence which never means anything good. You don't bother announcing your arrival and walk up the stairs at your right.

"Y/N?" You turn your head to see one of your father's maids.

"Hm?"

"Your father is waiting for you in his office." They leave and you head for his office.

Knocking three times on the door you wait for his response.

"Come in." You slowly open one of the dark wooden doors and walk in.

He is sitting at his desk lazily holding a glass of alcohol in his right hand. His tie loose around his neck. You close the door and stand infront of it.

"Do you know how ungrateful you've been?!" His loud stoic voice did not cause you to waver as you hold his stare.

He stood up and finished the remaining alcohol in the glass.

"I'm very dissapointed in you angel," He reaches for a new bottle of alcohol at the foot of his desk and opens it, "but worry not I will teach you to not be a disgrace to the family name." He pours himself another glass and picks it up placing the bottle on his desk.

He walks towards you.

"Now what do you say." He caresses your cheek as he looks into your eyes.

"Thank you, Father."

"Hm" He backs off and walks back to his desk. "Get ready we start tomorrow, oh and don't worry about school you won't be going anymore."

"What! B-" He throws the bottle at you hitting the door causing pieces of glass to fly everywhere. Some managing to cut your face and some of the liquid got on you.

"Are you questioning me?" He glares at you as you realize you had lost control of your emotions and talked back.

"N-no!" He walks back to you causing you to take a few steps back before your against the door.

"Are you saying I'm wrong?" He moves one of his hands to your neck slowly squeezing. Knowing denying anything or leaving will only make things worse you duck your head.

"I'm sorry father." He smiled and lets go patting your shoulders. You stay unmoving despite having the opportunity to leave knowing better than to do that.

"You may leave." He waves you off sitting back down not sparing you a glance.

You quickly exit and head for your room. Once there you lock the door and throw your backpack onto the floor. You look towards the pair of scissors sitting on your desk and grab them. Holding them in your (d/h) hand you get onto your bed and grab the nearest pillow.

You begin stabbing it relentlessly, breathing heavily. You don't know how long it had been before you stopped and mindlessly threw the scissors which landed somewhere on the floor. You pushed your face into the pillow and screamed letting your emotions out leaving you feeling tired.

You laid there before deciding to eat something for dinner. You eyed an instant noodles cup on your desk and decided to prepare that. Once you could it eat you sat on your bed thinking about what Marinette had said.