My eyes widen, "what? " I knew what she said I was just to shocked to process it."Will I be killed by someone? Will it be an accidental death? " you were thinking about your dad. You look at tooth while everyone else kept watching. "W-will it be from my father? "
Her eyes kind of widen, but stay mostly the same size. She thinks for a moment, "its not likely to be him" "ok tooth, we need to know what's going on with (y/n) and her father. Now! " jack says
"Is it ok? " tooth asks you, making sure you would let them. You slowly nod. She pulls out this gild tube looking thing, and it had a picture of my face on the ends.
She hands the other 4 the tube, they all place a hand on the tube. It starts to glow then all there eyes turn multi colored.
3rd person pov
North, jack, sandy, and bunnymund all were watching (y/n)'s memories. It starts off as her being little, and having a small brown bunny while running around the house playing.
The mother and father were in the kitchen fighting. "Don't blame me! You never help with anything! All you do is sit around doing nothing and yell at me to do all the chores of the house! " the mother yells
"Well maybe if (y/n) didn't make so many messes, you wouldn't have to clean so much!! " the father yells back.
"Its not her fault! She's a child, she can't help not making messes. Maybe if you would help me once in a while, it wouldn't be like this!! "
"I go to work, and work my ass off there!! I help get money for the family!! " "you might go to work, but here you never help me!! "
"I do help you!! " " not enough though!! So basically your thinking of help is doing a couple of dishes?? And plus when you do the dishes, you don't even clean them right!! "
"You know what?? If your so fed up with me, then why havnt you left?? " the father yells pointing towards the front door.
"A matter of fact, I will!!! " the mother yells in his face and runs upstairs. You run up stairs to your mothers and fathers room. "What are you doing mommy? " you ask watching her get bags and fill them with her stuff.
"Not now honey, I'm going to take a trip ok?" She says while zipping them all up. "But mommy, when are you coming back? " you say as you follow her down the stairs.
"I don't know, but I love you, what ever happens, don't forget that mommy will always love you. " she opens the front door and leaves.
Thats the last you ever heard from her, those words played in your head non stop what ever happens, don't forget that mommy will always love you
The memory skips to a year ago, you were running around the house, in old ripped clothes doing the chores.
You were dusting some stuff, and a vase fell. Your father comes in and sees what you did. He was drunk and he grabbed you by your hair and dragged you into another room.
He went to an old desk and pulled out a whip, "up against the wall, back facing me. " he yells while kicking you. He whips you until you start bleeding.
"Now go clean up the mess you made, bitch" he walked out of the room and tears were streaming down your face. You grab the broom and dustpan and sweep up the broken vase.
Your pov
You could see the memories in there eyes replaying. Then the words from your mother rang through your ears. What ever happens, don't forget that mommy will always love you
You sat down, and pulled your knees up to your chest. These memories played in your head and you started to cry.
You felt a hand on your back, when you looked up at who it was, it was bunnymund.
You looked at the other 3 and they all had tears in there eyes. "(Y/n), were so sorry, we promise that what ever happens, we will keep you away from your father. " north said
You sniffled and wiped your tears from your face, and stood up. You looked outside and it was night time, you yawned and rubbed your eyes.
North offered you the room you slept in as your room from now on. You said good night to everyone and went to sleep. Hoping that you would have no nightmares.
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Rise of the Guardians x reader (Completed)
FanfictionYou were only 8 years old when your mother left you and father. Ever since that day, it has been a living hell, your father would get drunk most nights and get very violent. He would 'punish' (he would whip and beat you) you if you didn't do the ch...