a poor woman's tale offendermanXreader

school

"Sis? Sis wake up! We're gonna be late!" Alex says frantically as he shakes me back and forth. "Late...? Late for- AHHH!" I scream as I sit up. I rush into the bathroom and splash water on my face, combing my hair with my fingers as best as I can. I clean Alex's face and we rush through the city to get to school. I bring Alex to the middle school and show up early at my school. Thank god....... a few girls stare at me in disgust as I walk to the front desk. "Oh, it's you!" The clerk smiles. I smile back and say "can I have my locker information?". She hands me a slip of paper that says my classes, locker and locker combo. I smile and say a quick thank you before heading off to my first class. I like science....I think....I haven't seen any type of science in......12 years? Woah...I'm going to fail alot of classes...... oh well, a school education will save Alex's future and I can get a job like this. My science teacher iiiisss.....I check the sheet to see his name, finding out his name is Mr. Retuneiz. How do I pernounce that?!?!?! I'll call him....Mr. per! WHAT I'M STUPID! Hopefully mr. Per won't mind...heh. pernounce, per......I'll fail this class...... "ah! You must be the new student...(y/n) is it? I'm Mr. Retuneiz but you can call me Mr. Rett" he says. He has a French accent and a sweater scarf to go with his ways of life. Mr. Rett? I could do that I guess. Mr. Rett. Nice! "Yep! Is there arranged seating orrr" I say, dragging out my last word to pose a question. "Oh, yes! Your seat is over here" he says and leads me to my seat. There are 3 table groups and I was in the one closest to the back of class. Oh well....I don't need to know anything anyway. I sit in my seat and wait for the bell to ring. I remember I don't have any supplies and neither does alex. Hopefully teachers help with those things. Maybe all I'll need is a pencil...? That's probably not happening, I'm not lucky if you couldn't tell. The bell rings, interrupting my thoughts like they normally get interrupted. Students pour in and I see that the group next to mine is all girls. Hm. Maybe there are too many girls in this glass for an even amount at each table. The others table is filled with boys and girls. People start sitting at my table and I notice their all guys. WHAT IF THEY HATE ME INSTANTLY?! No, it doesn't matter. I'm not here to make friends, I'm here for a job. A blond boy sits next to me, setting a book on the table along with a football on the ground. That's weird, he's wearing a jersey. Come to think of it, so is everyone else in this table. Am....am I at the jock table? Ugh. When I was younger mom told me never to let a boy break you, it's not worth it. I'll take that to the grave, I don't need a man. "Hey, your the new kid right?" The blond one asks me. I nod. "Uh...do you have any supplies?" He asks. I shake my head. He frowns. He reaches into his binder and he hand reappears with a pencil. "Here, ok have a bunch of them" he hands me the pencil and I say "thank you" politely. He smiles and says "I'm zeke, what's your name?". "(Y/n)' I reply. He smiles and turns away, talking to his friend. I notice a girl giving me a death glare. What did I do...? Oh no...what if this was her pencil?! Maybe zeke found it and gave it to me! Do....do people get mad about that? Wait....what if zeke her boyfriend? That makes sense but all I really did was get a pencil. I smile and wave and she gives me a disgusted look before turning away. Ok then... "Alright class we'll be talking about how the ocean affects gravity and what would happen if we didn't have gravity" Mr. Rett exclaims as he writes words on the bored. They looked boring so I just stared out the window. That's funny, that lamp post outside looks alot lik- offender!? No, I'm insane. He's just standing there and offender wouldnt stand there, he'd do something. I'm just tired from not eating anything in a long time. "Hey, are you ok?" Zeke asks me quietly. The teacher doesn't seem to notice and continues his lecture. "Yeah, just hungry" I say in response. "How long has it been since you've ate?" He asks. Uhh.....I ate an orange yesturday..? "Yesterday I had an orange" I say. His eyes widen. "You must be starving!" He says sadly. "Yeah but the government pays for lunch here so I'll be fine" I say, tapping my pencil and avoiding his eye contact. "They don't do that in this school, only in the other one" my heart dies a little.  "Oh....so you have to pay here?" He nods. UGH. "Ok! I'll be fine, it's just a little hunger. I've got food at home" I say trying to make him ease up a little. "None sense! I'll pay for your lunch, ok? I'm pretty sure sandwiches are only a few dollars anyway" he suggests. "N-no! I'm fine, really!" I say. The bell rings and he says "See you at lunch!" Before leaving the room, ending our conversation. He's so nice.... I feel terrible that he has to pay for me! I stand up, grabbing my pencil, and go to my next class; language arts. I go across the hall and find my room, room 123. How many rooms are in this building.....? 123 is a big number..... I walk up to my teacher...Mr. macer. Thank god it's an easy name. "Hi! I'm your new student, (y/n)! Do we have assigned seats here?" I ask. He smiles and says "nah, just sit wherever". Chill guy, sweet. I sit down near the back to insure I don't have to talk to people. The bell rings and people start coming in, sitting down and talking. Hey, isn't that the girl from science? She sits next to me... "Uhh I was going to sit alone...." I say akwardly. She gives me a disgusted look and says "Who would want to sit by you, anyway? Look at your hair, it's disgusting. What is it, creamy (h/c)?" She laughs at her own insult. "No, it's  (h/c). No creamy to it, but thanks for noticing I guess...." I say akwardly as I move a few tables away. She laughs and her friends come sit by her. "Look at her, she's scared! What a baby!" Her friend spews. Ok then? "Actually I'm 17..." I say slowly. She smirks. "17 years too old to be loved" She sneers. Ok? I don't really like her... I'll just ignore her. "Alright I want you guys to write a poem" the teacher says from his desk. I hear noises coming from his computer, like chopping and walking. Weird game I guess. "Hey, do you have any paper?" I ask the rude one. "I would give you some but I'm worried the things you touch will burn up" She snickers.....she's rude. I ask the person in front of me and they give me a piece of lined paper. He's nice atleast. I grab my pencil and notice it has no point. Weird..... how do these things get pointy? I go to the teacher and say "Uhh how do I sharpen my pencil?". He chuckles and says "the pencil sharpener" while pointing to an odd device. I hesitantly walk over to it and insert my pencil. It makes a loud noise, causing me to jump and make a yelp. Everyone stares at me and I look towards the sharpener, pretending it didn't happen and sharpening my pencil. I pull it out and its sharp.....magic..... I walk back to my seat and think about what my story will say. Maybe about.....I don't know. I start writing, realizing I'm a quick writer. Neat. I finish in a matter of minutes and begin playing with my pencil, noticing nobody else is done. I sigh and lay my head down. "Ahem. (Y/n), I assume your finished?" My teacher lectures, looking up from his computer and giving me a weird look. "Yes, I'm done" I say politely. "How early. You wouldn't mind reading your story to the class then?" He says. Uhh.... "actually can't I just give you the paper? I'm not a skilled writer" I suggest. He shakes his head and I sigh, grabbing my paper. "With heads held high and tails in the air, they run around with a mighty prayer. They are strong, wild and mighty free I just wish they were like me. They run around, soaking in sun while I'm left without the fun. They take their heads held high, their tails in the air, and abandon me despite my prayers...." I say sadly. He looks surprised. "Alright, hand me your paper" he says astonished. He looks over it and smiles. "Nice work, (y/n). You can do whatever you want with the rest of classes time" he says and plays his game again. I....I think I just won. I don't know what I won but I did. "In that case may I be excused to sit in front of the building?" I ask. "Be back by the end of the period" he continues to look at his computer screen as he speaks. I smile and walk out of the classroom. Thank god for that, I needed some air. I walk outside of the building and find a bench, sitting on it gleefully. I take a deep breath and lean back, closing my eyes in the process. "Those BITCHES deserve to die" Offender cuts in from the silence. I turn around to see him hidden in a bush rather poorly..... his head sticks out like a sore thumb. "Huh?" I ask, not understanding what BITCHES means. "I said those bullies Need to die"  he growls. "Why should they die?" I ask. Why do they need to die? I don't think they really did anything. "They said bad things to you!" He says angrily. "They did? Huh. Didn't really notice. Wait. We're you watching me?" I just realized that he was watching me. "No! I just.....ok I watched you! But it's because I didn't want you hurt...." creepy.....  "im...gonna go back to class..." I say as I akwardly stand up and back away. "Wait!" His tentacles wrap around me and hold me up just about the ground. I hold in a scream and struggle. "Calm d-" "Let go!" I say angrily. He smirks. "No" he chuckles. "Let. Go" I growl, my voice getting angrier by the second. "Nope. We're going to my house and-" I kick him hard in his place. He drops me and falls to the ground, his fedora covering his face. He grunts angrily and I back up. "YOU LITTLE" he looks up and I see he has eyes ripped into his face, pink replaces his whites and purple replaces his pupils. He charges me and I sprint inside, just escaping his tentacles. He's gone by the time I look back outside and I realize he's still a monster. No more talking to him I guess..... I walk back to class and grab my pencil right before the bell rings. Nice. I look at my list, which I had stuck in my pocket, and saw my next class and teacher. Mrs. Lama. Weird name I guess but who cares. I walk to room 101. It's on the other side of the school so my legs hurt by the time I got there. Oh, I'm lazy? I JUST GOT CHASED BY AN INTERDIMENSIONAL DEMON OF UNKNOWN ORGIN ACROSS THE LAWN, I'M TIRED. I enter her class and instantly notices how silent it is. Everyone has their heads bowed, working on random assignments and most of them not doing anything. Just staring. "Uhh hi I'm (y/n), new student?" I say, trying to break the silence and refresh her memory. "Oh. Sit there, shut up, and don't you dare think about making noise" She points to a table without looking up from her computer. I akwardly walk over to my seat and sit down, finding that the chair is wobbly and unstable. I wiggle a few times to make sure and sigh. Well it's better than cement....kind of.... I look around and see the window, a nice place to look. offender is standing there angrily, his eyes gone but his mouth expressing pure anger. I gulp and he vanishes just before someone else looks out. Creepy..... maybe he'll kill me? That'd be cool for alex. I wonder if death hurts.....? I shake my head to get out of my depressing thoughts and look at the board. All It says is "chapter 6, pg 87" and "read it". I see a history book in front of my table and I stretch over the table, grabbing it and slipping back into place without getting noticed. I find pg 87 and start to read about the revolution of britian. A few paragraphs in I see the word "proxy". I accidently say I out loud but nobody seems to notice to I continue reading. It says it means to represent someone. So it's like a job I guess. I start reading again and, after about 17 minutes, finish reading. That was boring.... I look back outside the window and don't see offender so I look around the classroom more. Everybody looks so depressed, staring into nothing with a frown. "Hey, why is everyone so quiet?" I ask the person at the table behind me. He sighs and says "the teacher is bat shit, just stay quiet class is almost over" Before returning to his work. Ok then...? I look at the clock and realize it's already 12:03. Woah time really flew by. I wonder how clocks work, their so cool. The bell rings and I stand up, following the crowd of people filing out of the classroom. They all head to the cafeteria so I follow and sit at an empty table. I hide my head as best as I can when I see the guy that said he'd pay for me but he saw me and sat next to me. "Hey! Nice to see you again!" He chirps as he sat. "Yeah, nice. I've already ate so I'm good" I lie. He facepalms. "They just started serving food, there's no possible way you've already ate" he says. He's got me there..... "ok you got me but I'm not hungry, just go sit with your friends and eat" I try to convince him to not pay but he hands me 5 dollars and says "if you don't want me to sit by you then you can just ask". "No, I just don't want you to pay because I'm not hungry" I say as I slide the 5 back over to him. He sighs. "Just eat with me and my friends, you can pay me back later" he slips the five towards me and gets in line for food. I reluctantly follow him  and look at all the food. I pay the lady behind the counter my 5 when I get there and I grab a chicken wrap. I notice zeke sitting down and I walk over and sit next to him. "Oh, guys this is (y/n)" he says as he swallows a bite of food to introduce me properly. "Hi" the girl from earlier says in disgust. Zeke looks at her but then says "So  (y/n) where do you live?". "Uhh..an apartment complex?" I say slowly. The girl scoffs and says "just like a pig would!". "Actually I think pigs live on farms..." I hope she understands....maybe I helped her out? "Wow your dumb! What are you, poor?" She says in a snotty tone. "Yes, actually" I'm proud she figured something out seeing as she got her brain from the dollarstore. I remember someone yelled that at me when I asked for money. I think it was an insult but I've never been to the dollar store. Maybe it's huge? "Oh my God! She's poor! No wonder she's so stupid!" She says loudly while pointing at me. People start to stare and laugh so I stand up and leave. "Your so mean!" I hear zeke growl. I go outside and sit on my bench but stand up and decide to go to the football field. Offender won't go there because it's such a large, open area. Plus I'll be alone. I walk to the middle of the field but don't sit down. Does it matter if offender catches me? Sure alex will be sad but all in all of I die it'll be better for him. Besides, then alex will have tons of money. I walk out of the field and behind the bleachers, sitting down and sighing. "There you ar-" "look, just kill me. It's better for alex and I won't get bullied anymore so it's a win-win" I interupt offender. "I'm not going to kill you, (y/n). I simply want to talk without cameras" he says and stands me up. "What do you want" I ask, devoid of emotion. "Well ill offer you a jo-" "I want to get a real job, with more than 2 people. It's better for alex, sorry" I yet again interupt him.  "Being a proxy IS a real job, don't be rude" he growls. "A proxy? What would I even do?" I ask, thinking back to history. "Killing people" he says in a 'duh' voice. My eyes widen and I say "No way! Just, stay away!" I sprint towards the field but his tentacle grips around me. "If you don't i-" I kick him in his privates again and he yet again drops me. "YOU LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT!" He yells as his eyes reappear. He grabs me and holds me to where I can't kick him. I scream and bite his tentacle hard. "GAHH!" He shakes his tentacle and I let go but he continues holding on. "I AM GOING TO KILL YOU" he growls angrily. "PLEASE DO!" I yell at him. He sighs and lifts my shirt to where he can see my back. I struggle but he just stops me and pulls out some strange object. He covers my eyes and places the item on my back. It burns as if it's a branding machine and I scream but he covers my mouth. He sets me down and grins before dissapearing. I hold my back and cry in pain, feeling over the burn marks he scarred me with. "W-what?" It feels like a rose but why would he do that? My mind reminds me of the rose on the path but that's just a coincidence. I cough because of how much I'm crying. Why didn't he just kill me?

Offender

OH GOD I HURT HER! I didn't want to hurt her but...how else do I mark her as a proxy?! I'll get her tonight and kill alex, hopefully she won't hate me! Who am I kidding....maybe I could bring her back to my mansion with alex? No way! That place is NOT for kids! Why did I brand her? I feel terrible but...no she is mine, my own little toy. I don't have any feelings for her or her brother. I'll have her kill him and then we can live at my mansion.

Your pov

I walk to home, knowing I can't work in such pain. I draw a bath and look at my wound as the tub fills up. It's a rose, it's petals big and red with burnt blood. I wipe my tears and get in the tub, cringing as the hot water hit my wound. I lay in the bath a let my eyes water in pain before sitting up and washing my wound. It hurts so bad... I'll hate him forever. I'll go get Alex at 3:00 but it's only 12:20. I lay back down and close my eyes, trying to sleep. I know I shouldn't sleep in the tub but I really don't care about dying right now. I grab the alarm clock that's on the counter and set it for 2: 30 before falling asleep...

Authors note

WOW hi that's long