"i bite at the hands that feeds me~" A butcher wally x reader book

WARNING SIGNS

Everything felt different, from the day you meet him you already knew. So why did you ignore it?

You couldn't even have your alarm clock on anymore. Every little thing started to trigger you. Why?!

Therapy didn't help either.

You started to drink again, smocking too on top of it. 

Every little thing reminded you, your not safe. Who in their right mind would go into someone else's house without permission?!

It angered you on how little you cared about life, this had to stop! You tried so hard, staying awake over and over again. The little sleep only mad it worse. 

On top of that the voice's got worse, mimicking you. Telling you how stupid you were, how weak you have become. You wanted to end it right then and there. But no. You didn't.

You had stopped seeing him- you even refused to go shopping in town. You had starved yourself for weeks- refusing to even go outside. Now you would think to is overreacting- but no. You couldn't deal with this. Something was up with him and you knew it. 

The warning signs kept going off in your head. You could call the cops, but then what would they do to you. You have an record, and some illegal charges that could easily get you in jail. 

So now your an sitting duck, today was the first day in weeks you had stepped foot out your door, you still refused to bye an car- now in fear he would follow it home. 

How dare you let one man ruin it all over again! After everything you did to protect yourself- letting it all go to waste.

Pathetic

 Your mothers voice rang in your ears reminding you of who you are,

An mistake

God, it was unbearable.

You could smell it, 

the blood socked carpet. Your father's screaming. The blurry flashbacks filled up your head. Reminding you of the monster you were. No, that wasn't you- right?

Your mind is just playing tricks on you! Don't listen to them you buffoon!  

God, what has happened to you. The sweet little girl who would never raise an hand. What happened to turn you into this?

The pill piles reminded you of what you had become. 

An unstable monster. 

Maybe in another timeline you weren't like this. 

You could only dream. Nothing else.

You laid there. 

Slumped over the couch like an lifeless puppet- waiting for their master to return to use them yet again.

The smoke in the air formed like waves, an soothing sight for you too see. 

An knock echoed threw out the house- You froze. 

Maybe if you played died they would leave.

Nope.

It continued- getting louder and more aggressive as time went on.   

Welp, this is were you die. 

A/N: CLIFFHANGER!!!!!!