Bruised Heart ~ C!Dream X Reader

This Is Only The Beginning

Power, a dangerous thing, can corrupt the sweetest people and make the worst sinister. My dad was one of those people, he was an alcoholic, he had bad days which turned into all the time. He was a politician, wanting control over every aspect of everything. This included me. My dad however, wasn't just an alcoholic but an abusive one.

Emotionally and... physically, normally if I talked back, so it wasn't without reason. He was always yelling too. I couldn't take it anymore. So, I ran away, one day, after I turned 18. I know I'm a coward but I had to get out of there.

Starting a new life. One where I decide what and who I am. Bruises and scars from my old life started to fade on my journey. My brain didn't though, my nightmares made it hard to sleep but I tried. Only to walk for the rest of the day.

My legs ached, shoulders swelled from carrying my bag filled with half a bottle of water, and a few wrapped pork chops. I ran into a zombie or two but I was able to run away. However, with me being so tired I couldn't run away from the zombie in front of me.

I tried but twisted my ankle and fell to the ground. Shuffling away I ran into a tree. The wood on my back caused me to shiver.

"Stay back," I gasped, pain from my ankle flooding through me.

As he reached up to grab me. He quickly puffed into a cloud of smoke.

"What?" I sniffled, the fear causing tears to form in my eyes.

I quickly realized there were three men in front of me, at least a man and two kids? One of them holding the sword that killed the zombie, the other two holding axes.I tried to get away only to be met with the tree behind me and I hissed from the pain in my ankle.

"Hey be careful," the one wearing a beanie insisted.

He leaned down to check my ankle.

"Hey!" my voice wavering, "Don't touch me".

"Your hurt," this time it was the one wearing a green shirt.

"That doesn't mean you can touch me," I spat at him.

The third one chuckled like this.

"Ha, Wilbur, even injured women don't want you to touch them!" he snickered.

"Shut up Tommy," the man "Wilbur" muttered.

They bickered like that for a few moments.

"Shut the fuck up, god your so annoying!" I snapped.

They all looked at me, I finally realized that I did in fact not have a weapon on me.

"You know lady, you're kind of rude." Tommy sassed.

Wilbur cuffed him on the top of his head, then turned towards me offering a hand.

"Sorry about him, I'm Wilbur, he's Tommy and that's Tubbo over there." he explained.

I slowly but surely took his hand telling him my name in response, but swearing as I tried to put pressure on my foot. He kept holding me by my side, keeping me steddy.

"Here come back with us to L'Manburg and we'll tape up your ankle there," Wilbur insisted.

So we started walking and he showed me around the "Dream SMP" I think he said? Anyways, we eventually reached black and yellow concrete walls with large redwoods poking through the top.

"Welcome, watch your step, there we are," he murmured as he set me down on a log by a fire pit.

He took out some medical supplies and started to wrap up my ankle. Take his time, he was very nice, they were all nice. Tommy made me laugh, Tubbo was a sweetheart and Wilbur...he...it felt like he actually cared about me.