(A/N: 6th request so far by PikachuLover1996. Possibly will trigger some people, since it does contain domestic abuse. Hope you guys enjoy it.)
(Y/N Pov)
Pain.
Is what I was met with everyday.
I would do nothibg wrong and would be slapped across the room.
The bruises, cuts, broken bones. It was the abuse that became a daily thing, Ive become accustomed to.
I had bruises on my cheeks, jaw, neck, legs and arms. Sometimes on my stomach as well.
Ive had numerous cuts on my body, lashes and gashes.
Ive been whipped and beaten since I can remember, ever since my mom left.
My dad drank nonstop, you could never catch him with a bottle of beer in his hand.
Ive had 5 concussions from being hit on the head with the bottle, more lashes than I can count. 2 black eyes, 7 surgeries on my abdomen, 4 surgeries for my arms and legs.
Even a bruise on my neck from him strangling me.
He also....well....raped me....when I was just 10.
My mom left me with this monster 8 years ago, bout to be 9.
I sighed, I was laying on my bed. I just survived another beating from my father's alcoholic rage.
'Should he even be allowed to have that title? Some father he is.' I thought.
As I closed my eyes and tried to sleep the pain away, I heard my door creak open.
My eyes shot open, he only came in my room for one thing.
"Father...please no." I begged.
"Shut up bitch!" He slapped me across my face.
Tears whelmed up and he proceeded his task.
I screamed and cried, begging him to stop. I knew our neighbors could hear, but it seemed like they never cared to do anything about it.
~~~time skip to 2 weeks later~~~
Today was a terrible day, it was the day my mom left me.
It was also worse since, when this day comes my father invites his buddies over and the all get drunk and take turns raping me.
I hid in my room, scared to death. Soon enough, it was that time.
They came in forcefully grabbed me from my hiding spot, they got no further than stripping me to my underwear before there was a knock at the door.
My father's friends looked at each other and continued, while he went and answered the door.
I screamed for help hoping whoever was at the door will help me.
I could hear them talking, then footsteps coming closer to my bedroom.
It opened revealing a short boy with blonde and a suit of armor, my father's friends let go of me and I covered myself with my blanket.
The boy fought my father's friends and held his hand out to me.
"Don't worry, I won't hurt you." He said sweetly.
I took his hand and he sat me on my bed, gazing at my damaged body. I was shaking in fear, then he hugged me.
I cried into his shoulder as he caressed my body gently to not hurt me.
He looked into my eyes as I stared back into his golden ones.
"I'll protect you from now on."
I couldnt believe my ears, I looked at the suit of armor for confrontation and he nodded.
I smiled and hugged him tightly, whispering in his ear.
"Thank you, for saving me."
