My whole life has been hell, the only thing that helped me over the years making it a little bit better was my favorite band GHOST.My dad had died when I was little I don’t remember much, after my dad died my mom became cold and distant, everything I did made her upset she would scream and hit me for every little thing, everyday the same to me, making me wanna disappear or just fade into the background of the world not being noticed by anyone.
As long as I can remember I had bruises, people labeled me as the clumsy kid I always had a reason as of why I had bruises, Just to protect my mother she was all I had I felt I had to protect her cause she “loved” me or I thought what she did was out of love but as I got older, it got worse..
“YOU USELESS WHORE!!” My mother screeched at me making my ears ring a little bring me back from my thoughts slapping me leaving a bright red angry hand print sure to bruise later, tears stinging my eyes threatening to fall I knew better, I knew it would be worse if I cried, the pain feeling like a burning, tingling sensation.
“I WISH YOU WOULD’VE DIED AND NOT YOUR FATHER!” she shouted into my face as loud as she could, putting my head down letting the tears fall from my eyes waiting for her to land a blow as I tensed up she swung her fist colliding with my cheek knocking me down.
“You know what! you’re 22 you can pack up your shit and leave I don’t want you here anymore!” she snapped at me. I go up running to my room packing my bags grabbing my toiletries and charger calling my best friend Tyela.
“Yo go for Tyela.” She spoke
"H-Hey..." I stuttered, tears spilling from my eyes,
"Y/N?" she asked.
"What's wrong?" She wondered, knowing what my home life was like, I stayed quiet for a little bit.
"What did that bitch do now?" she asked with anger in her voice.
“S-She kicked me out…” I told her, still crying,
“I’m on my way.” She told me, hanging up the phone. I finished packing my stuff and bringing it downstairs, the ding from my phone going off, pulling it out of my pocket looking at it saw a text ‘I’m here.’
“goodbye... And I’m sorry I made your life so shitty..” I said turning away to the door and walking towards it before I left I looked at her and for a second I saw regret on her face I knew she had too much pride to take it back tho and with that I left walking out to Tyela’s car putting my stuff in the trunk, getting into the front seat I broke down Knowing I would miss my mom.
“ So I was gonna tell you later but I didn’t know this was gonna happen but.. I got tickets to see ghost!” she yelled excitedly and I looked at her in shock. “Wait for what?!” I asked, thinking she was just trying to make me better.
“Yeah they are in the next town over for a show tomorrow.” She told me calmly and I smiled softly. I couldn't believe this, my favorite band was playing and I got to go see them.
“Here’s the best part: we got VIP tickets.” She said nonchalantly she knew how crazy I was for the ghouls, my cheeks flushed pink thinking about them and their sexy outfits, the awesome masks
“You’re daydreaming” she said almost in a songy tune.
I looked at her with a playful glare
“Hey I was just letting you know.” she put one hand up in defense the other on the steering wheel I laughed
“So what time is the show?” I asked
“Like 10-ish,” she told her
“So the spare bedroom is finally set up by the way so you’ll have a room, not a couch.” She smiled when we got to her house.
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save me please.. (Ghoul x reader) Ghost fanfic
Fanfictionyour mother is a cruel bitch who's abusive and your father passed away when you were young. Kicked out of your mom's place you leave with your best friend Tyela who takes you to a Ghost concert and your life changes forever...