Too Much Pain (Levi X Reader) ON HOLD

Prologue

Your POV

I heard a car door shut outside. My father had returned. I turned to my mother. We shared a look.

"Hide.' She whispered. I darted up the stairs and into my room. I ran to the bathroom and locked the door. I looked at the cupboard under the sink and quietly climbed into it. Surely I wouldn't be found in here.

I heard shouting downstairs, then cries. He was abusing my mother. Again. I couldn't stand it. That's all he did. He sometimes abused me.

I heard the shouting stop and footsteps stomped up the stairs.

"F/n." I heard my father call. "Come out, come out wherever you are."

I wrapped my arms around me knees, muffling my sobs. I couldn't let him find me.

Suddenly the cupboard door swung open and I was yanked by my hair. My father dragged me down the stairs as I continued to shake and sob.

"S-stop. P-please." I cried. He pushed me to the ground. I saw my mother lying next to me. Blood ran out of her mouth, her eyes lifeless.

"You killed her." I whispered. I turned to him. "You killed her!" I screamed and cried. He pinned me to the ground. I thrashed around under him. "Stop it!" I screamed. He slapped me in the face. I felt my cheek stinging. He ripped open my shirt, buttons flying.

"You little bitch. You'll pay for hiding."

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I woke up the next morning in pain. I remember my mother's lifeless stare. I noticed I was still lying next to her, except this time naked. I looked down at my bruised and bloodied body. It seems my father had gone to work.

I stood up and wrapped a sheet around myself, then made my way upstairs and to the bathroom. I climbed into the shower and felt the hot water hit my skin. It didn't mind that it burned.

After I washed up I got dressed. Then made my way downstairs. I picked up my mother's body and walked into the backyard. I continued walking until I was in the middle of the woods. I began digging with the shovel I had brought. Soon the hole was deep enough that no animals would dig up my mother's body. I put her in the hole and filled it back up.

"Bye mom." I whispered and walked back to the house. Pain. That's all I felt.

My mother was the only person left that cared about me, and now she's gone.

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My dad came back home.

"Pack your bags.' He ordered. I nodded and began packing up my clothes and pictures of my mother and I.

"Get in the car." He said. I nodded and quickly got into the car.

I watched as he began driving. We pulled up to a new house.

"We live here now." He said.

"Okay." I whispered. It wasn't too far from where I buried my mother, so I would be able to visit her often.

I looked at the house. It was huge.

"You room is upstairs." My father said emotionless. I walked upstairs and saw two rooms. I saw him walk into one of them so I walked into the other. It was giant.

I set my bag down and looked at the king sized bed. I set down my framed pictures of my mother and I, then taped up the other ones.

I guess this was my new home, and I guess I was going to a new school....yay....

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Later my dad returned home drunk. This time he brought a friend. The events of the previous nights happened again. Just more pain.

A/n: Thanks for reading. See you next chapter. ~Faith xx ♥