tw self harm
. 2 WEEKS LATER
it didn't really take long for us to get settled here scince my dad and I didn't really have a lot of things. all I have is just clothes, books, dvds, some horror stuff to decorate my room with. Thankfully the house was fully furnished when we bought the place.
your thoughts were interrupted by the voice of your dad yelling from the next room "Y/n one of my clients is gonna be here in a few minutes so I want you to stay in your room and shut up until we're done, also im gonna be out for a few hours after I'm done." you could hear scuffling sounds and him cussing under his breath probably rushing to get ready.
"Did you oversleep again? some doctor you are. And what do you mean your going to be gone?" I half yelled back at him.
"What was that!?! why don't you shut the fuck up you little shit. Its none of your business where I go" he barked back.
A few minutes went by until a knock at the door echoed through out the house. You could hear your dad swiftly walk down stairs and open the front door with a warm greeting and leading his client back upstairs to his office.
timeskip..
you were scrolling on your phone when you heard your dad's office door open and heard your dad saying goodbye to his client.
you heard your dad speak, "i'll see you next week same time okay, Sorry for the rushed send off i have to get going somewhere." The walls muffling his voice.
"oh its no trouble at all but can I use your bathroom I can just walk myself out when I'm done" ??? said.
"uhm yeah sure whatever, It down the hall" your dad said in a anxious rushed tone.
And with that your dad left in a hurry.
20 minutes later.....
you made your way to the bathroom and stared at yourself in the mirror in silence for a while before pulling up your sleeve and running a razor into a flesh of your forearm.
"You're doing it wrong if your trying to kill yourself cut vertically they cant stitch that up" said a blonde teen around my age.
you jumped at the sudden voice "who are you? how'd you get in here?" you asked feeling uneasy
"Im your dads client....If your tying to kill yourself, you might also try locking the door" the blondie smiled before closing the door.
YOU ARE READING
The Anti-christ (Tate Langdon x fem reader)
RomanceIdk what Im doing Im just making up the story as I go. so sorry if it sucks will have ALOT of smut