Yandere DC Bat Family X Omega Male

Chapter 1

*Warnings! Slight physical and mental abuse!!*

The room was dark. A small whine caught in my throat as chills danced across my spine. Moving seemed to cause more pain, stinging as it turned a violent shade of pink. The shirt and pants hurt. Don't like, need to take off- stop it. Be grateful. Miss and Sir put up with me. They don't have to. So stop it. Be quiet. Blue oceanic eyes gazed down to look at the slit shadows that caved into the small space. Dark charcoal hair, unkept and roughly cut at the neck, prickling at the sensitive skin on his neck. Sitting in on himself, knees to his chest, thoughts swarmed around his own pain and self guilt, he falls asleep.

Slamming and incoherent yells rang through tired ears. Blinking slowly as thunderous footsteps made their way toward the sleepy male. Small hands shakily tried to quickly push open the rough splintering door and stand at attention. But before he could open the door, it flung open viciously. And the petite body fell to the floor with a bruising thump, tearful sapphire eyes met glaring hazel ones.

Oh no, oh no. Miss is angry again. What did I do?

Miss's creased face turned into a hateful sneer. Panic swarmed through me as I struggled to get up. Fumbling with my limbs, on hands and knees, Miss's hand whipped down and grabbed hold of my messy hair. Nails scraping my scalp, she pulled me along as I fumbled across the barren empty hallway. Holding onto any noise in my throat, keeping quiet, I was suddenly thrown against the faded beige wall. Wincing as I instinctively keep my gaze to the floor and stay on my knees, head bowed.

"Get your dumbass up you useless piece of shit." She screamed out at me. Keeping my head down, I do as Miss ordered, feeling the disproving stare on my left grow. Sir is upset too. Shaking before them both, I wait.

"Now," She stated with irritation. "Your getting these clothes on, putting these shoes on, and i'm not gonna hear or see a single fucking thing from you you hear me?!"

Throwing a stiff starched white button up, a rough familiarly itchy of the dirt brown pants, and small, small, small black dress shoes. My thin arms thumbled while holding all that was thrown at me. Giving a firm nod of understanding I moved to the small closet where I slept.

Putting on the clothes awkwardly, holding back my whines and grunts as I put on the rough material that scratched and rubbed my skin raw. Be grateful. I chanted to myself, Miss and Sir got you a new outfit. Be grateful. Be quiet. I clenched my jaw in pain as I forced the shoes onto my feet. With every step pain and blisters hurt and started to bleed. Stepping out and into the hallway where Miss and Sir waited. Keeping my head down, I stare at Sirs' shoes. My hands fumbled anxiously with each other. Head down I awaited a response.

"What are you standing around for you fucking brat, hurry up and go down. We're finally making use of you." Sir spat out.

Trying to keep my breathing even as tears threatened to spill over, followed behind them as they walked past me. Going down the steps I had cleaned the day before. Coming to a halt, I stayed at least a stride away from them both, remembering their rules. The rustling of papers filled my ears and the sudden click of a tongue and I knew Miss saw me. Her heels clacked as she made her way over and I was suddenly staring at vibrant red heels.

Suddenly her hands grabbed my jaw. Pointed red nails dug into my chin as she pulled my face to meet her gaze. I watched in fear as her eyes remained disgusted as her red painted lips turned down.

"You will be absolutely silent. You will walk behind us. You will keep your head down. You understand boy?" Her grave voice punctuating each sentence with her nails as they dug deeper into my skin.

Shakinly nodding, trying not to show my pain, I agreed. She quickly lets go, like her hand had touched fire. Rubbing her hand against her black pencil skirt as if to remove any trace of me off. Moving back to Sir with a happy smile on both of their faces as they link arms. Watching as I let my head fall down, I remember to stay back and keep my head down.

We soon arrived and Miss and Sir both stepped out. I waited to leave the weird metal contraption that took us here. I got out after them, backs faced away from me not sparring a single glance. Peeking up from my lashes I held my breath at the beauty of the house. It was so big and sparkling. We headed to the large two wooden doors, where another man in a fancy dark suit. He then bowed to Miss and Sir.

"Mr. and Mrs.-"

"Skip over the formalites" Sir snapped jaw flexing. " We're here for our meeting, so let's hurry this up, we have places to be."

Silence overran the conversation. My ears perked as I heard the familiar creek of a door opening. Hearing both Miss and Sir lead themselves into the dark entrance, And I let myself go in after them without a second thought listening to the steps of the man behind me. I trailed behind with every dizzying turn until we came to a sudden stop. The man behind me stepped forward now, and lifted his gloved hand and tapped against the new pair of dark wooden doors. The new doors that seemed to suddenly open with a nervous creek. And Miss and Sir seemed to step through with no hesitation. Waiting behind and going in only after them I followed. A smooth soothing scent hit me once I made it past those doors. The familiar scent of rain and other scents I never smelled before dazed me.

I only snapped back to reality when Miss started to yell. Chest tight and blood rushing, looked up secretly, fearing her gaze. But instead she faced a desk, hands clenched around the same pile of papers from before. Sir stood beside her hand clenching unconsciously like his jaw. The scent seemed to spike and turned spicier. It burned a bit to inhale. Ignoring my sensitivity, I watched the scene unfold in front of me.

"WE HAVE THE FUCKING PAPERS RIGHT HERE, DAMNED PROOF OF THE BOY, WE HAD AN AGREEMENT! IT'S 30 MILLION OR MORE OR YOU DON'T GET THE BOY!" She cried out in fury.

My heart seemed to drop. I was the boy. They were giving me away. I always knew I was a burden to them, I just never thought they'd sell me. I thought maybe, just maybe I was useful to them. Tears were filling my vision once everything around me blurred. But I didn't dare look up. Maybe they would keep me if I obeyed like they always wanted. I could do anything they wanted. I just didn't want them to leave me. To throw me away. To sell me. A snap sounded through the room silencing Miss. She shuffled her feet towards the man who once stood besides me. He lifted something besides the desk and another click was heard. And then a gasp.

Did they realize that they want me-

"Deal."

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