Troubled (homestuck x runaway!reader)

Chapter 1: free?

IMPORTANT A/N: This story is dedicated to my friend Tamiya (and no. She is not a runaway!). I hope you enjoy drinking from Eriden's bucket tamiya XP (sorry reader-chan. I'm just teasing my friend. There will be no bucket drinking in this story whatsoever!). Oh and this story may be a bit confusing. You have different coloured blood, but you'll find out why later on in the story. Enjoy :D

(Reader-chans pov)
I ran as fast as my legs could take me. My breaths became rugged and uneven. I dived behind a car and held my breath as my stepfather ran past the vehicle. The smell of alcohol burned my nostrils even though my stepfather was distant. I asked my self how I even ended up where I was right that second. Oh yeah, I failed my (least favourite subject) exam.

I guess you could say it was my mothers fault for marrying that sick bastard but that wasn't fair. It wasn't her fault. His angelic act fooled her, I never quite understood him. He had an extreme disliking to children, me only being 14 somehow still counted as being a child. 'Run...', I heard the voice of my now deceased mother. I pulled my knees to my chest "no. I'll wait until the alcohol has worn off", I whispered shaking my head. 'Unless you run you'll never truly be free...', my mothers voice said softly before leaving me alone in solitude. Those words pierced right through me. 'Free?' I forgot what being free was like. I took a small glance at my wrist 'and I once said I'd never stoop that low', I thought while looking at the deep scars, my (b/c)

"(Y/N)! GET OUT HERE NOW! IM NOT GOING TO YELL AT YOU!!", my stepfather yelled. 'Its ironic how you yelled that sentence', I thought to myself. All the neighbours began to stand at their front doors wondering what in the world was going on. I sighed. I knew he was going to act like an angel, then behind closed doors beat me senseless. I considered my odds, run now and risk getting caught and going back to my normal life or turn my self in now and still go back to my normal life. "(Y/N)?!", my stepfather yelled once more. Before I could react he yanked me by the arm "You scared the living hell out of me (y/n). Don't you dare do that again", he let a few crocodile tears fall. All the neighbours lost interest in the matter and went back inside. I stared with begging eyes as they walked away. As soon as the last neighbours door was shut my father yanked me back to the house. As soon as the door opened he pushed me to the floor and slammed the door shut behind him. "You little bitch. I pay hundreds of dollars worth of school fee's and you come home with an F?", he spat. I couldn't speak. "Be thankful I'm letting you off with a warning! Your not having dinner tonight! Now go to your room!", he yelled. I practically dove towards the stairs and sprinted to my room. As soon as my door was closed I caught my breath. I felt so weak from all of the running, and considering I haven't eaten in a week I was lucky to even live.

I didn't know what I hated more, no food but no beatings or have proper meals but endure many beatings. I sighed. Maybe I should have run. I looked to my window. 'Im going to do it! And this time I won't chicken out!', I thought with pure determination. I pulled my backpack out from under my bed and poured the contents out of it, not that I needed those things. I then stuffed some clothes into the bag. I then pulled my wallet from underneath my pillow (you were hiding it from your stepfather) and counted the money. '$55? Ok I can deal with that for now', I thought to myself. Thankfully I was saving my money. It may have still been only a little bit of money but it was enough to last me the week. I sighed "looks like I'm really doing this". I pulled my phone out and changed the number before I took my phone off caller ID. Oh and let's not forget the my portable charger. The last thing I got were my headphones, I placed them around my neck so they wouldn't get crushed in my backpack. Now that that was done, all I needed to do was get out if here without being caught. I decided I'd wait until midnight so I had less of a chance of being caught.

*timeskip cuz I'm trying to watch American horror story CX*
I looked at my clock, it was time. I pulled my blankets off and hopped out of bed. I was already dressed so I didn't have to waste time with that. I wore ripped jeans with a long sleeved black t-shirt and of coarse my headphones. I slung my backpack over my shoulder and walked towards my window. I pried it open before looking down. Thankfully there was a tree outside my window. Un-thankfully, it was a long fall. I took a deep breath and put half of my body through the window. My heart began racing,I pulled my left leg over the sill so I was now sitting on the edge of my window I sighed and took a glance back before jumped to the tree. I practically clawed my nails into the tree. I took a deep breath and shuffled along the branch. As I reached the trunk of the tree began climbing down.

Before I left I took one last look at my house. Then with a look of determination I pulled my headphones over my ears and put the song 'are you ready' on by three days grace (I didn't know what else to do and I was listening to this on the way to school. And btw, no I am not ready for school :3). As the song started I bolted the opposite direction or my house. I didn't have a  fence so I just ran towards the road. I stopped every few seconds to catch my breath.

I ran for about an hour until I came past a small park. I was so tired I decided I'd take camp at a bench. I walked over and layer down, using my bag as a pillow. I put my phone away but kept my headphones around my neck as I slept. I was finally free, but what next?