Detonation (Party Poison x reader)

Chapter 2

/!\ Warning /!\ = Mention of blood

(Y/N) = Your Name | (Y/L/N) = Your Last Name

Your POV

« Dad ? »

The word I thought I would never say again... Not after what my mom had told me about him.

« B-But, mom told me t-that you were d-dead ? » I said stuttering.

The 'stranger', that I now know as my father, looked at me frowning but then, he relaxed and his features softened.

« (Y/N), is that you ? » He asked, a devilish smile started to grow on his face.

I was about to speak again until I noticed the clothes my dad was wearing... Is that a BLind jacket ? I would have recognized it anywhere, well, you never forget something like what I have seen... You just can't...

Flashback

I was in my room, hidding from the people they called 'Draculoids', or Dracs. They were with this new company, Better Living industries... At first, we thought they were like guys for the environment or something... But they turned out to be so much more...

I found myself thinking of all the worst scenarios. I didn't saw mom for 3 hours and I don't know where she is, what she is doing or if she is still alive... She was supposed to be back quickly. What if she never comes back, what if-. My thoughts were stopped by the sudden yelling of my mom. She never yelled, nor at me or anybody, or almost anybody... I walked out of my room, even though I wasn't supposed to, but, what if she was in danger ? What if one of those Dracs got her ? I silently tiptoed to the kitchen where the voice, well, voices, were coming... One was my mom's but the other one... I couldn't tell. Although, it seemed familiar... The door to the kitchen was closed. I reached for the doorknob and was about to turn it when the voices stopped, both just stopped. I waited for what seems like an eternity but was in fact just a few seconds... Suddenly, the door opened and an atrocious guy with a weird-vampiry mask came out. He looked at me and, smiled ? I could see by the wrinkles on the side of his eyes that he surely was grinning. Then he looked back into the kitchen and ran away. That was the day everybody left, even my mom...

That day, this man was wearing the same jacket as my father is right now...

« You work with Better Living industries ? » I asked nervously. Please say no, please...

« I do. » He answered with a hint of joy in his eyes...

Just what I did not want to hear ! When I thought that nothing could get worse, this man jumps back in my life. He is going to destroy everything again, he's going to destroy me !

« And you should too. » What ?! I am not going to work for them ! And surely not with him ! They took away mom ! They killed her !

« No way ! You know what they did to mom ?! They killed her ! Right in front of me ! Just like everybody else ! I'd rather go to hell than work with you !» I started to scream at him. My eyes were filled with tears as the memories flood back. Memories of my father beating my mom... But I will not let him have the pleasure to see me cry ! Not again !

« The thing is, sweetie... You don't have a choice. » I was shaking. After all, he was the one that haunted me at night, he was the one my worst nightmares were about... His smirk only grew bigger and two strangers, that I just noticed, one of them being the individual who threatened me earlier, were standing at my dad's side. My father made a sign with his hand and both came to me and grabbed me by my arms.

« Oh no, that is not happening ! » I said with an evident fear in my voice.

They were holding me still, my attempts of breaking free failing every time. My dad walked up to me and put his hand on my left cheek. The gesture made me flinch. He raised his other hand and my eyes widened when I saw what he was holding... A syringe. I kept struggling against their grip but, soon enough, the needle pierced my skin and the yellow fluid was in my blood stream. Once the syringe was empty he dropped it and got really close to me... He tilted his head and I could feel his breath on the side of my face while he whispered :