~Hidden emotions~ Dee x fem reader

Chapter 20

~chapter 20 : fresh air~

~Y/N's pov~

I'm on house arrest now.

After the fight, Mr Sheven sued me for physical assault towards his 'all so precious daughter'. Too bad my dad isn't one to defend me, so overall, the police wouldn't listen to anything or even look at the video that is spreading across the school and Sarah got her way.

The whole physical assault thing is fair enough, because I did give the girl a concussion and severe injuries. Even so, I'm annoyed that Sarah faces zero consequences after what she did. Surely she should have faced some sort of punishment after provoking me and being the reason for the whole situation in the first place. Everyone at school probably agrees that I'm a 'freak' now, so that's great.

Maybe I shouldn't have stopped. It's not like she didn't deserve it.

Quite obviously, this whole situation infuriated father like I have not seen in a long time. He's almost always angry, but never this angry. Anyhow, what can I do? What's done is done right?

Of course father doesn't care about that. All father cares about is making sure that I face the consequences of my actions. This would be good parenting if my consequences weren't getting physically and mentally abused.

On that note, my fucking wrists bro. They're currently throbbing and aching so badly. They've deprived me of my sleep as the only thing I can concentrate on when I'm alone with my thoughts, is the pain that father has inflicted on me.

Even though I'm like slowly dying over here, the threat still stands, ensuring that no one finds out about the abuse.

I would say that being locked inside my house helps me do that, but I'm locked in with father, making my punishment double and with B/N who is very oblivious, but quite the worry-worm when it comes to me and my well-being. Keeping your emotions hidden is exhausting, especially when they're strong feelings such as pain, sadness or anger.

How the fuck B/N hasn't figured it out yet, is beyond me, but if it stops me from getting pushed into moving traffic, then I'm here for it. I love you B/N, but please don't get involved.

I need to keep in mind that this isn't the first time my criminal record has been updated. The police say I'm on my last straw and that I need to behave unless I want to be sent to a juvenile prison.

Sure I get into fights and trouble a lot, but I'm not a terrible person, right? I don't find trouble, the trouble finds me, and it's annoying as shit! Whatever, I just need to be weary of my actions because the consequences could be much worse.

Obviously B/N isn't on house arrest, because he didn't almost murder a girl, but even so, father refuses to let him go back to school, or anywhere in that matter. He isn't even allowed to enter my room, because apparently my "troubled behaviour will rub off on him".

~ "I expected more from you Y/N," Father looked down at me as I kneel on the floor, grasping onto my arm in order to relieve some pain. The ruler in his hand was still bloodied from my punishment.

"Like I've said plenty of times, you need to face the consequences of your actions or you won't learn. You sure are a pain in the ass you know that! Always getting me involved with the police. You have no idea what would happen if they saw your wrists and figured it out, but you don't want to. Plus, your troubled behaviour is rubbing off on B/N. Sure B/N has disappointed me with his lack of ability to do... anything helpful, but at least he tried. You, on the other hand, are ignoring your full potential because instead, you decide to cause issues. You can't even be the best at an easy violin assessment! Perhaps I'm not having you face the consequences frequently enough..."~