teen on set ~ marvel cast

poor thing

quick a/n. to all those saying i hope you get better thank you, i am feeling better so why not have an long chapter today or even 2 

y/n pov 

i couldnt sleep that night as my parents were drinking and blasting music. i could barely stand at this point and whenever i did i fell to the ground after a minute or so. my hands and knees were shaking i dont know if it was from me being tired or lack of food who knows. the coworker wasnt actually that bad compared to my parents at least. he did keep trying to set me up with his son who i will admit wasnt the worse looking but theres other people id much rather date. 

when 8am finally rolls around my dad and his mate are passed out while my mother was almost there. she sobers up for a second and looks around at the mess of the place. 

"oi slave! clean this dump up will you" she asks taking her beer bottle up to her room. as i stumbled around the room i kept bumping the table and falling i could barely see. the second i was done clearing beer and wine bottles, vacuuming up the popcorn i slumped down the wall between the stairs and the kitchen. pulling my legs to my chest i put my head on my knees letting out a shaky breath. slowly getting up the stairs i grab my backpack and a few other things i need throwing them out the window and into the bush. 

i turn around to grab my phone off the bed when suddenly something comes into contact with my head. it was a ping pong ball. it didnt really hurt but was still annoying i looked to my left and saw lila. 

"what are you moping about ugly" she laughs slowly making her way down the stairs. 

"please just shut up and go away" i whisper 

"what you got a headache or something poor thing" she laughs kicking me over so i slammed my head on the floor. fuck. "now make me breakfast, i want waffles with icecream and fruit." she demands  

"make it yourself" i groan 

"oh so you want me to wake up mum and dad so 1 they will be pissed and 2 they will punish you for not doing what i want" lila challenges "okay then" she laughs 

"no fine i -ill do it" i say struggling to get up

"thats what i thought"

hours later it was 6pm and i had just finished being lilas personal slave all day. i am never doing anything for her again. 

"Y/N!!!!" my dad yelled "whats this i hear about you refusing to help your baby sister" he says backing me into a wall in my bedroom. 

"i helped her all  day dad" i tell him 

"well according to the angel you did not" he taps his foot waiting for my response. when i dont answer him he drags me by my ear down to the basement again. he slams me into the ground and kicks my stomach so much that blood begins to come into my mouth. 

"maybe that will teach you a fucking lesson" he snears tying me up to the wall again and leaving. i pass out i cant help it. my body simply cannot do this anymore. everything goes black.  

3 hours later 

lighter footsteps rush down the stairs. "y/n get the fuck up" lila slaps my face. 

"what" i groan and she unties the ropes 

"fucking leave, mum and dad are planning something or like selling something? i dont know but i herd your name so fucking leave" she says and points to the open basement window. 

"lila what are you talking about i cant even stand how do i know your not lying" i say trying to stand because my plan was to leave tonight. 

"oh y/n/n guess whattt" our mother says evilly. lila hides under the stairs behind boxes as "you remember that lovely friend of your fathers well hes offered to-" she gets cut off by dad