So It's A Deal Then? | Alastor × Reader |

Chapter 8 •| Cruel Father |•

Warning: This chapter contains blood and abuse/violence. I'll may put a warning before and after it when its done. ⚠️

A/n: Sorry guys but its time for another angst >:3

1913
New Orleans

Alastor's Pov

I was heading home after school, Mardi Gras was near so I was wondering what plans I might be doing. I thought of occupying my time with y/n since I have to make it up for her, its been awhile since we spend time. So maybe I should ask if she wants to celebrate mardi gras with me.

I was invited in a Party by an acquaintance of mine from my academy. He was my seatmate at class, eventually we became acquainted. It was a Masquerade Gala that was held by his father who was a business man.

Though I wasn't the only one who's invite, he did invited some of his peers or our other schoolmates. So that means many girls asked me if I could be their partner. Which I declined.

I'm not interested of them being intimate to me. Many gals would flirt and get handsy, it was a very uncomfortable. I'm only used to y/n's touch, but with the others? I would rather hug y/n tham having physical contact with them.

I heave a sigh while walking through the dirt trail as I approuch my home. When I arrived, I was about to grab the door knob. But then, I could hear someone shouting.

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Oh no.. Not again. Shit, Ma!

I slammed the front door open and rushed upstairs as I ran to my parent's room. When I reached the door, I saw my father crouching while my mother was on the floor as my eyes widening in shock. He was hair pulling my mother aggressively who was struggling to get out from his grasps. She was bruised up again.

My blood began to boil, my jaw clenched as my fist balled. This bastard doesn't stop does he?

"Pa! Enough! Leave Mama alone!" I yelled at him, teeth gritted.

He turns around to face me, he was drunk yet again. I could tell with the pink blush on his cheeks. He tsked and let go of my mother's hair. He slowly approuched me looking agitated.

"Your always such a fucking stubborn dick are you, eh Alastor?" he seethes as he stared daggers at me.

"I won't let you hurt her, Pa!" I yelled back in response as I glared back at him.

"Leave him alone, Greg!! Stop! Alastor, get out!" Ma pleaded as tears kept flowing down on her cheeks.

"He's not going anywhere! You foul-mouthed brat!" he grabbed my neck as he slammed me against the wall, making me choke and having difficulties to breathe.

I grabbed his hand to loosen the grip but it was no use. He landed a blow as he punched me in the gut. Making me grunt and yelp in pain. Father repeatedly punched me in different angles. I couldn't breathe, I tried my best to stay conscious and catch my breath but Father was ruthless.

"This is what you get for not fucking learning from your lessons I gave you!" he jabbed my face making my nosebleed and my glasses were on the ground broken.

"This is for fucking interrupting my lecture for your mother!" he throws me on the ground harshly, making me groan and catch my breath. I was panting, breathing fast and heavy. My body was shaking, hearing was slightly fuzzy as my vision is starting to get blurry.