tattered & torn | joey jordison x fem!reader

1. run

'change (in the house of flies)' - deftones

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"You fucking slut! What do you think you're doing coming home at this hour?!"

A bored expression draws across your face as you close the door.

'For God's sake.. This again?'

You turn around to find your father walking toward your direction, a bottle of beer almost empty in his left hand. Alcohol lingers in the air as he continues to yell at you, swearing and getting close.

"You're just like your mother, staying out late and fucking a shit ton of boys like the whore you are!"

"She wasn't like that, Dad! You abused her because your drunk ass wasn't-!"

He slaps you before you could finish your sentence, causing tears to stream down your face. You place your hand where your fathers was moments before, feeling the sharp and stinging pain sink in. He pulls his hand back again as you cover your face in an attempt to not let him slap you again. His hand sharply hits you again on the same side before he glares at you. You run up to your room on the second floor and lock it, letting tears fall off your cheeks.

Thoughts raced through your head as you leaned against your door, sliding down to the floor whilst grabbing and tugging at your hair. Your father was a long time alcoholic, but it had never been this bad before.

"I have to get out of here."

Shoving a chair under the door handle just incase, you start packing a bag with some clothes. You emptied out your piggy bank and shoved the money into your wallet. You decided to pack your worn, childhood stuffed toy; a black floppy bunny plush. You have it a squeeze before placing it into your bag.

Loud footsteps edged upstairs as you stuffed the bag under your bed, out of sight from your father. You quickly got under the covers of your bed, keeping your face to the door. You watch as two small shadows stand outside your door for a second before emerging into the next room, the door shutting loudly. You breathed a sigh of relief as you crawled back out of bed and continued packing the essentials. After finishing, you made sure to plug your phone in, ensuring that it would be fully charged and ready to go. You checked the time. 2am.

You quietly opened your door and stepped out silently. You made your way into your father's room where he was sleeping. Several bottles of beer and pills covered his bedside table as you avoided the squeaky floorboards. You opened up his drawer next to him and felt your breathing hitch as you heard his loud breathing. You grabbed his wallet from the drawer and shut it, retracing your steps on the floorboards. You smiled to yourself as you headed towards the door, soon realising what you've just accomplished.

Fucking rich bitch. Selfish little prick that cares for no one but himself.

You closed his door behind you as you sighed quietly. Zipping up the bag and grabbing your now fully charged phone, you pulled the bag over your shoulder and made your way downstairs to the back door. You closed the door behind you before noticing how cold the weather was. You frowned at your clothes choice; a Korn t-shirt with a skirt and fishnets, along with high thigh socks and old Converse high tops.

"I really should've gotten dressed before I got out." You sighed.

Just as you were about to leave, a thought stopped you, making you think twice. You pulled out a small lighter from your back pocket, feeling a smile growing onto your face as you watched your dads drivers license and many more cards melt into sludge. Your eyes started to sting from staring at the small flame for so long.

"That'll teach him." You muttered to yourself. You got up off the floor and kicked the melted debris into a nearby bush, out of sight.

You started walking toward the front of the house and eventually made your way to the sidewalk. You glanced at your house one more time before making your way to the nearby bus stop. After a little while of sitting, you decide to get off at a random spot. You glanced at your surroundings, you had never seen this place before. It looked like a small yet large neighbourhood. It was quite nice.