Ben Drowned x Reader -"What's in your head?"

Part 1 - "...aM I cUrSeD...?"

You slowly made your way back home from school, wondering for what reason you will be beaten up this time. You sighed as you continued to walk. You were so tired, you never slept enough. You could feel your body being so numb, that's why you were so slow. As I felt like you're going to collapse, you saw a bench near the bus station. You quickly sat on it, relaxing every inch of your body.

As you waited for the bus to come, you saw some girls walking past you. They were probably good friends, they looked so happy together. You never had the chance to have a friend, never. Not because you weren't popular, but because you didn't knew how to socialize. You only played games, on your computer, on your phone. Nothing else. You never felt such emotions, like love or sadness. Nothing. And every human being that saw or talked to you, was 100% sure that you were a robot. You always were bullied at school, people did a lot of pranks on you and treated you like garbage. But you never mind it, because you didn't know how. And that's what really got on their nerves. 'Should I be angry...? Should I be sad?...' You never knew, and you still tried to figure out. But this wasn't your fault. The one responsible for your emotionless personality was your family. Your abusive mother, your always drunk and depressed father and your perfect little sister that everyone loved. This was your life, a cruel and disgusting one. But who would care anyway? You sighed as you finally saw the bus coming.

After you arrived home, you saw your parents' car, and the kitchen lights turned off. Every room's light was turned off. But it was pretty early, why? Were they gone? No, if they were, their car shouldn't be home. You made your way to the door. You knocked a few times but after a few good minutes no one answered. You sighed as you grabbed your keys and tried to unlock the door. It didn't work. 'I guess they changed the lock bolt.' You moved around trying to figure out what to do, when you saw a paper near you on the ground. You picked it up and sighed. '...For Sale...' . So, they were planning on selling the house. But even if they were, why no one is home? Their car is still here, so... . 'What exactly happened...?' You picked the paper one more time and read it again and again. But they sold it for too much. You guessed as you heard a car behind you. You looked back and saw a new and fancy car. It stopped right in front of your house. 'Who are they?' You mumbled. You were shocked. That was actually your 'family'. They saw you and ran over to you.

"So, you already figured out what is happening?" Your dad asked. You only nodded.

"D-did you find a buyer?" I asked.

"Yes, we did. But it's none of your business. You won't come with us." Your mother laughed. You didn't replied. "We sold the car too, so the price need it to be much more expensive. We already brought a new and fancy car and a beautiful house. Of course, you won't come with us. You are old enough to get yourself a job and get someplace to live in. We don't need to take care of you anymore." She chuckled again. Then she grabbed a key from her pocket and unlocked the door. Your dad followed her as your little sister. But before she entered, she stopped in front of you.

"Get your things and get out. We already got our baggages out from here. Your messy room it's the problem. By the way, you're ugly. You have black circles and you skin is super pale. And your eyes are red. And your hair is messy and disgusting. I can't believe you're my sister." She giggled. "Not every child is as lucky as I am. You prick!" She yelled and bite her tongue in front of you.

"You're only 10 years old and you tell me that I am a prick? Didn't you look in the mirror? Your reflection quit when it saw you." You replied annoyed.

"Go die!" She yelled as she hit your knees.

"I will die if I look one more time at that shit you call it face... ." You sighed as she started crying for your mom. You entered the house and ran upstairs into your room. You locked the door behind you as you heard your mother yelling.