Various Oneshots

Metal family Mary Hurt/No comfort

Trigger warning for- abuse, blood, gore, fake thoughts, alcohol, angst, hurt/no comfort let me know if I've forgotten anything
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As soon as Mary walked into the room she knew what she had interrupted. She stares blankly at the blood dripping on the floor from her son's wrist.

"What is it, Mary?" She tore her eyes away from one horrific scene to the next. She looks at her husband- the father of her kids, he held a ruler. It too was stained in blood.

His stare made her shake under it. She looks down at the package in her hands. 'No' she told herself 'I have to protect him, I can't shy away again.'

"Sebastian, sweetheart. You are dismissed. Get ready for bed." She attempts to put on a commanding voice, but she failed miserably.

Sebastian stared at her in shock for a moment, before turning to his father.

Gustav looked more than furious. He cleared his throat staring at his wife.

"Yes. I suppose that would be a terrific idea."
As Sebastian walks by he apologizes to her in a hushed tone. Her heart ached with pain as the door closes, it was her job to protect him. He didn't have to be sorry.

"What was that? Mary." He asked growling out her name as if they were arch-enemies. He walked over to the table and poured himself another alcoholic drink. She felt herself choke on her words as she sets the box down.

"Gustav it's not right when you hurt the kids." She starts. "There must be another way to punish them."

Gustav said nothing and didn't even move, his back was turned to her. Perhaps that's why she had so much courage to speak her mind.

"And I wish you wouldn't drink so mu-" She was cut off when a glass bottle flew right next to her head.

It smashed against the wall behind her. She yelped, and Gustav begin to approach her. Making her back up against the wall, the glass breaking underneath her feet even more.

Once Gustav approached her, he grabbed her throat squeezing it hard. Mary whimpers as she digs her nails into his skin trying in any way to get his hand off.

"You do not tell me how I raise my kid! Or anything I do!" He yelled in her face. He lets go of her throat but blocked her from going anywhere else. She pants heavily, tears streaming down her face.

"Do you understand?" She cradles her now surely bruised neck, she hiccuped trying her best to not let her sobs out.

"I said! Do you understand!" He screamed in her face.

"Y-yes, Gustav. S-sorry Gustav." She whimpered, he hums and roughly grabs her chin.

"That's better, now clean up this mess." He said pushing her down onto her knees. She screams out when the broken glass cuts her legs. Gustav rolls his eyes, and once he's sure she will stay there he walks over to the door.

"Get to it." He says taking a drink before leaving.

Once the door was shut Mary begins to downright sob, in pain and fear. She carefully picks up the alcohol-stained glass off the floor and into the palm of her hands.

A pair of shoes appear in front of her eyesight. She gasps looking up, she didn't hear the door open. She knew better than to cry, Gustav always hated it.

Though seeing who it was didn't make her feel better.

There stood Sebastian, he took in the sight of his mother bleeding and glass on the floor. She wept, he shouldn't have to see his mother like this.

Neither of them said anything, the silence spoke for them. Sebastian kneels on the floor, being mindful of the glass. He pulls her into a hug.

She smiles sadly and hugs him tightly back.

She begins to sob.

"I'm sorry." She whispers.