KIDNAPPED. Rhea ripley x female reader fanfic.

Issues

Quick trigger warning. 

If you struggle with reading things with abuse, eating disorders, etc. please do not read this page. It goes very deep in, and I really don't wanna cause anything for anyone. 

This chapter won't be very important even if you don't read it. It talks about raines past and her problems. Basically opening up to Rhea about serious topics. 

Please be aware that things like this actually happen in real life. Not even just a book, it's good to spread awareness about what other people can go through. And what you don't know what people are going through. 

If you are struggling with anything or need someone to talk to. I am always here to talk even if I'm just a book creator and it could be corny or even cringey. I'm always open to talk, I'm always ready to listen and be present for you. 

I hope everyone is doing well who reads this short part. You are an amazing person, you are beautiful/ handsome. And don't let anyone's words or negativity define who you are. 

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Raines pov..

It's been about a week, me and Rhea have been talking quite a lot. Rhea has told me stories and I've gotten to know her a lot. Though I haven't really talked about myself. 

She wants to know more. I know she does, but it feels like I can't speak for myself properly, there's so much things I wanna say. But I can't even say it.

I felt tired, and itchy feeling about my past. Like it was itching to come out, and tell Rhea. I felt if I did tell her..she wouldn't accept me.

I felt afraid she wouldn't believe me or get angry with me. I wouldn't know what for. But i guess..I was starting to try and open up today. Maybe even if it was just a little bit, it was itching to come out. I wanted to tell her my problems. Because at the end of the day, it was her I had. My kidnapper. It felt werid calling her that.

But, maybe she was my friend. If it even felt like it. I'm sure it felt like that for her too. It had too. 

I was on the couch..Rhea was sitting at her desk in a corner. She had moved her desk and work here, so that she could watch me as she worked on her mafia business. 

She was working, while I watched a show. 

It was stranger things, I've already seen a few seasons already but I'd watch it more. Soon, I started to gather some courage to talk about it.. I started..

"Hey, Rhea?" I murmur.. when she heard me she turned around. "Mhm?" She replied to me. Her voice was gentle and the same as it was with me.

I shortly spoke again.. "I wanna talk..about something..since you've told me a lot this week.. I feel a part of me wants to come out and speak.." I said. 

She looks at me. Her eyes went softer. She spoke to me. "Of course, Raine..what is it love?" She says. Her voice was so understanding. 

Wanting me to open up even more. 

"Well..when we were talking about my father..saving me. I don't think he will Rhea." I start. She was fully listening to me.

All of her attention was on me. It showed me she cared. She cared about me. 

"My dad..he's not a nice man to me. He wasn't a good dad." I pause hesitantly..some flashbacks already coming back. 

"When I was born..I was already neglected by him. And, I didn't understand back then, but I understand more now.. some of the things he did was wrong Rhea. And I've never been able to speak about it.." I said. My voice slightly choked.

"He, he used to get angry every time I ate food. Without permission. And, if I did. He would..hit me. With a belt, or..his hand." I said. "A-and my mom would just stand there. Letting it happen," I said..

My head was telling me to stop telling her all this. Trying to forbid me from saying it. But I pushed through. 

"It caused me, to have an eating disorder by the time I was 8. It hasn't stopped until then. And, it makes me so..sick to know I have it. Like I'm some sort of monster for having a mental health issue. And I'm sorry for this," 

I choked and panicked. "I didn't mean to say all that I'm sorr-" Rhea interrupted me. With a hug. A warm, 

Heartfelt hug from Rhea. Right then and there. I broke down into tears. 

Rheas pov..

I couldn't help but feel guilt. I felt so much pain and ache for her. For this girl, how much pain she went through. I felt terrible, I loved her. 

Maybe I was afraid to admit it. But after the 3 weeks of her already being here. It was true. I did love her. I loved every second of being with her.

I loved how she spoke, I loved how she apologized for the little things she does which aren't even relevant or needed an apology. 

This girl, was like my missing peice. Like, before she came. It felt like there was a hole I hadn't filled. I was cold, and Raine, it felt like she cracked into me.

She made me feel this way, not some cold hearted bitch who was a mafia boss no.

She made me feel special, like I mattered. And it always felt like I never mattered. she made me feel loved. Maybe she didn't love me. But I was getting somewhere now, how she felt

So comfortable to speak to me freely. It felt like she wanted to, she wanted help. I wanted to give it to her.

I wanted to make her feel safe, i wanted to love her properly. Show her what actual care is like. And I was determined and set to show her. 

My arms were wrapped around her. As she sobbed softly in my arms. Her tears made a wet spot on my shirt. Which I didn't mind. My hands rubbed in circles on her back. 

As I whispered loving things in her ear. Like, "I understand you. So much Raine." 

"I'm here for you." 

"You're so strong for this." 

"I'm sorry" 

As they would keep whispering in her ear.

We sat there, on that couch for awhile. As she slowly calmed down. And had fell asleep in my arms. I gently lifted her up. In my arms. I wiped a small tear that came out off my face. As I brought her upstairs. 

Into my bedroom on my soft covers.

As I gently tucked her in, I kissed her forehead and wrapped the blanket around her.

From then on, I sat with her. Making sure she was okay. That I was here for her when she woke up. I was here for her issues.