Creepypasta (X Reader)

A New World (Bloody Painter X Reader)

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Fucking enjoy!~ I updated slow nowadays, because school.

~Tory-chan

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You couldn't hear anything but your mother screaming at you, you didn't care, you were busy in the bathtub with the showers on, crying because you were done with everything. You took the pain away with a cold sharp steel against your (s/c) skin. You didn't care that now your arm is bleeding. Your mother been bitching at you for days, months, years. All because your father left you guys. You didn't blame your dad, he has been getting abuse by your mother, you were disappointed that he didn't take you. You kind of remember the words he said to you, when you were just 5.

''It's okay, (Y/n). One day this will be all over, princess.'' He smiled at you, and hug you for the last time then place a light kiss on your forehead. ''Please be good.''

And you were good, goddammit. Too good. You always cooked for your mother, she was lazy, mean, and disgusting, you always clean the fucking house, took care of your cat, and all the shit, you even got a part time job just to keep up with your basic needs.

You stepped out the bathroom with your towel on, you wrapped your arms in bandages, you open the transparent doors to get some fresh air, you took a deep breath inhaling oxygen and exhale the carbon dioxide out. Its a fresh cold night, but at the end your still suffering.

And he hates that so badly, he wants to save you from that horrible environment, and he will tomorrow night.

'Just a little longer, (Y/n)...'

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The next day, you woke up, your arms are sore as hell, but you were use to it already. You put on your clothes to go school, grab a apple from the basket of fruits, you saw your mother in the living room, passed out, hugging her big bottle of vodlka, you gave her an ugly face, and grab your bag for school then left, you liked waking up early in the morning, it was always calm outside, and dark where the sun doesn't shine, you're a senior but you're going to graduate early this year right before March, because most of your classes from 9th to 11th were mostly AP classes, which had to with college credits, those helped you a lot because the school thought you deserve to graduate early, you didn't argue because that was your goal, to graduate early.

You remember to take your things out of your locker, and return all your books to the school. You were trying to avoid everyone, so when their were in class, you were outside doing your thing. You finished up and went to main office to received your diploma, walked out causally all the way home.

You were finally relieved from high school already, you smiled...huh....you smiled for the first in long while, it was relieving, almost, and now you have to go back home and changed into your work clothes, you worked in the after school program with children, and it was really fun to you, cause the kids don't bother you at all, which was nice, besides you are good with kids, he liked that...Anyways, you were gonna drive instead of walking because why not use your mom's car, it's a old model in the early 2000s, anyways your mom gets a ride from her boyfriend who is 10 times younger than her, it seem like it anyways. So the car is technically yours since you do pay it's bills. When you arrived to the elementary school, you parked your car in a safe place, you informed most o the staff members about your early graduation, and was well impressed, since your actual work starts after school and it's not until for good three hours, you decided to supervise lunch time, which the school insisted to pay you about 15 dollars extra for taking the job. When it came to the end of day, you were tired from teaching the girls softball, and staying until 6, so you got home around 7, you were at the front of the door, but before you enter....it was quiet....too quiet. You knew too well something is off...