GOD'S FAVOURITE. 𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒆

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞.

GOD'S FAVOURITE

[Content warning: Groping and harassment. Please proceed if you are sure.]

Dolls were a development when it came to children's toys and if you asked Y/N, they hardly made sense.

Dolls were puppets that didn't need strings to obey, they simply let others do as they pleased without resistance and unlike puppets, they sold more over time. Maybe people were interested in Dolls because of that very fact, the idea that you could keep something the way you desired without force.

However, it contradicted what parents spent years drilling into their children's minds, splattering the message across a white canvas without a care in the world. From a young age, it's taught that parents know best and that knowledge comes in the form of what we all wanted, control. If your parents say don't do something then you don't, if they order you to speak then better start chatting. A funny concept when you give it thought, parents our dictators, and while dolls obeyed willingly puppets had no choice...Maybe that's the similarity between a stringed doll and a child.

Y/N found herself puzzled about why the mother of two looked so giddy when dressing her up but the middle-aged woman seemed content as she pampered away. With the knee-length puffy sleeved style dress reaching her knees she had also been placed into a pair of striped tights and while the housewife wrapped the matching pinafore into a bow behind her back, the teen continued to stare blankly ahead at the wall. A far cry from the baggy shirts or loose hospital gowns she was used to being dressed in.

What a dreadful outfit. She repeated in her head.

It wasn't the clothing itself that bothered her but the excitement of it.

"You're simply stunning!" Sachiko grinned ear to ear at the finished results, simultaneously starting their first conversation since this ordeal had started.

Today was Saturday. A normal day amongst many of the city civilians where students took their time out to regain their stamina for the upcoming week, adults rushed around supermarkets and shops for getting a head start, and where each member of the Yagami family had something planned for the day.

Despite the fact she had been grounded Sayu had been sent to a friend's house for the day while her mother took some time for herself and Light had accompanied his father to the station as he normally did when given free time...And Y/N? There wasn't much she could do and being by herself had been highly protested unless for her sessions, so with no other choice she had been given permission in taking the train to visit Soichiro for the day, who had informed her he'd be waiting by the tracks.

The deluxe station had been filled with endless giggles and tell-all phone calls as she stood on the grimy platform and while she had no trouble in ignoring the gossip around her, Y/N had been taken from her line of thought as the vehicle came to a halt, with a row of businessman stepping on. Half of them managed to shove her into the corner as she clutched onto the beaten teddy bear.

"Sorry about that, Sweetheart." One of the men chuckled and by his appearance alone she had gotten all she needed to know. A disheveled sale rack-bought suit and balding greyish hair. She needn't flinch as his hands trapped her between the walls, it was something she grew accustomed to over the years. "Is your bear alright?" He cooed softly, the various other forms of noise drowning out whatever protests she might have given. "You're a quiet one, Eh?" Wordlessly rejecting his attempt at banter, her face remained stoic throughout the confrontation. "Not even a flinch? Are you out of it or something?"

Don't fight back. That's what he had ordered her.

Leaning her head back to his ear, Y/N picked up the meaty hand which had found itself on her waist. "Sir, not that it's my business but your wife might grow jealous to know what you're doing." She pointed to the beaten-up wedding ring and from the dust decorating its rim he hardly wore it either it seemed.