I'll find you... || GLENN RHEE X READER

Proglogue | before the apocalypse

[this will contain swearing/depressing thoughts/a little abuse so if you're sensitive to that then I'm warning ya]
Y/n POV
It was the same a every other day, I'd wake up to the sound of my alarm blaring in my ear. Not exactly the thing I want to start my day😕 I got up anyway because I knew if I didn't and got to work late my mother would have her way with me..

I slowly walked to my dresser looking like a zombie, pulling out my work clothes for my job at some random store. I started pulling off my jammies, (pyjamas for all you posh folk, I don't know what you call them so if you also call them jammies let me know) which consisted of my favourite one of my Dad's hoodies and a pair of my brothers light grey joggies. (sweatpants/joggers) They always got on at me for wearing their clothes but they're way comfier than women's clothes once I was undressed I looked at myself in the mirror, scars all up my back and arms. My mother used to whip me when my dad and brother used to be away for most of the day but that's not happened for a while since they've been home a lot recently, plus I cut. I haven't in a while, mainly because my best friend nearly found out and he's already got enough to worry about as it is. Soon enough I was ready, I didn't wear makeup because I'm a tom-boy and prefer to go without the hassle. Finally I walked out of my room only to be faced with satan herself, aka my mother. My Brother and Dad were away out so it was just the two of us until later today, she smirked at me while I stood there frightened waiting for what she was going to do. She slowly walked up to me taunting me almost because she knew I was scared, stopping in front of me she just stood there. I closed my eyes waiting for what was going to happen only to be faced with a sharp pain to the side of my face, I fell to the ground due to the impact shortly after getting up and leaving for work. She wasn't going to stop me because me going to work means more money for her. Walking to the bus stop, I didn't have a car if you're wondering I saw my best friend since I was little, Glenn! (wow so original I know) He's my closest friend and he knew about my mother, slowly I walked up to him, I didn't have a choice since I needed the bus so I kept my head down avoiding eye contact.

"Hey Y/n!~" he said cheerfully, typical him alway full of energy.
" hey.." I said quietly.
"Fuck what happened now.. what did she do this time!" He whisper-yelled.
" It was nothing she just punched me but that's it I promise!" I said trying not to make him worry more that he already does.
" Let me see," he said quietly, sounding really conceded. I stayed quiet lifting my head slightly so that he could see," Fuck Y/n, you need to do something about her.. this can't go on.. she's only doing this now but it'll only get worse the more you keep it hidden from Dave and Jordan ( Dave being your dad and Jordan being your brother) you have no idea what she's capable of doing.." he's been saying the same thing to me for years but I've never actually taken him seriously. Maybe I should? I don't know.. I couldn't do that to my family..

Time skip to later after work with your brother and dad~

We got our knives and crossbows ready for heading out to go hunting and to just plain practice and keep our accuracy up. As we were walking through the woods silently my dad suddenly spoke up
"so. Y/n, what happened to your cheek? There's a huge bruise all over it.." he asked slightly looking over to me but keeping his eyes mostly on the ground to make sure he doesn't fall.
"Oh! It's was nothing, just the same people jumped me on the way home from work.. I didn't get a clear look at their faces like usual.." LIAR.. that's not true at all, you've been using that excuse for a while now, I know soon both he and Jordan will become sceptical but for now it works. After a while we stopped and set up for target practice, I was naturally better at shooting than my brother it's took him a while to hit the middle of the target whereas I got it almost every time.
"aha suck it! I'm better than you bitch!!" I yelled victoriously and proudly.
" haha.. just remember I'm stronger than you, every time we fight I win" he exclaimed with a huge smirk plastered on his face. Ugh I hate him why can't he just let me be proud of myself- my thoughts were interrupted but my dad telling we had to head but. I agreed although I didn't want to.