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WICK. Tom x Abused child reader

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(Y/N) POV

I ran into the forest as fast as I could to get away from my abusive parents as they chased me, I ran past 5 gravestones I didn't have time to see who's they were, so I just kept running. At some point I put enough distance between me and them and quickly managed to climb a tree to get out of their view. I stayed there and waited for them to pass by under me. Once they did I carefully and quickly climbed down and went back the way I came, along the way I saw a piece of paper with a picture on it, the picture was of someone wearing a mask sticking out from behind a group of trees, the person in the picture looked like something bad happened to him. "DON'T LOOK" I read quietly also to not let my good for nothing abusive parents know where I am. "PsSt" I heard from behind me, this froze me to the spot, too scared to turn around I ran, it wasn't long til I got back to the gravestones, as I got closer to them I saw the items on top of each grave. The first one had a little toy bunny on it, I looked at the gravestone, the name was Lillian Weaver 'I guess she likes bunnies', the next one had a Bible on it, this one was named Benny Weaver 'I guess he went to church alot' I went to the next one that had a trophy on it, the trophy was a first place winner one, the name was Caleb Weaver 'He must have been an athlete' the 4th one had a mask on it, the mask had a smile carved on to it, this one was Tim Weaver, the last one also had a mask but this one was broken and had a frown on it, I looked up to look at the name, Tom Weaver, I looked back at the mask it was the same one as the picture I saw when I passed it. "There you are you bitch!" I spun around to see my abusive parents my dad was holding a gun, while my mom was holding a large knife "You have alot of nerve running away from us young lady!" Mom yelled "Just leave me alone!" I shouted before I started running away from them once again. Before I could get farther away from them my 'dad' shot me in the leg making me fall "Your not going anywhere!" He shouted as he and 'mom' came up to me. My dad grabbed a hold of my hair and pulled me up, my mom stabbed my other leg to make sure I couldn't run from them again, I screamed in pain "PLEASE STOP!" I screamed  hoping this would stop, I didn't want to feel pain anymore, it's the main reason why I ran away in the first place, I also couldn't handle the hatred they had towards me. I started to cry fearing for what might happen next, "LeT hEr Go!" My parents turned to see who said that to see the same boy from the picture I saw. He was wearing the same mask as well, "or what?!" Said my dad tightening his grip on my hair. The boy lashed out at my parents, starting with my dad, the boy began to strangle him until his neck broke, my mom tried to run but he managed to catch up with her very quickly. He tackled her to the ground and began strangling her, it ended when she stopped breathing all together, once the deed was done he got off of my now dead mom and walked by the dead body of my dad. Honestly I didn't feel bad about what happened to them, in my opinion they deserved it, all of it. Tears started to fall down my face and I couldn't help but laugh, which I guess caught the boy off guard because he asked me " ArE yOu Ok?" In a concerned voice as he kneeled down next to me "Y-yeah I'm fine...in fact better then ever." I said as tears continued to fall down my face in gratitude, "ArE yOu SuRe YoUr Ok?" He said in a somewhat worried tone, "I'm fine, oh my gosh it feels so good now that my parents are dead." I stated, he seemed shocked by what I said. "ThOsE wErE yOuR pArEnTs?" He asked "Yes they were, they hurt me every day not only that for some reason they hated me I never knew why." He looked at me with sympathy he then pulled me into a hug. "WhAt'S yOuR nAmE?" He asked "(Y/N) what's yours?" "ToM" "Nice to meet you Tom." He stood up and held his hand out to me, I took it without hesitation. "CoMe On I wAnT yOu To MeEt My SiBlInGs." He said. I smiled and we walked away from used to be my family, now I'm pretty sure I can have a better one as long as Tom is there with me.