Crazy Emo Dorks (Zane x Reader)

Permanent Scars

Things to remember
Y/N ~ Your Name
E/C ~ Eye Color
H/C ~ Hair Color
H/L ~ Hair Length
F/F ~Favorite Food
F/C ~ Favorite Color
F/A ~ Favorite Animal
F/AN ~ Favorite Anime
H/N ~ Hated Nickname
F/FL ~ Favorite Flower
I'll add more if I have too
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Y/N POV

I'm dropped and hit with something INCREDIBLY painful. Painful enough to make me scream loudly. It's something that made a 'SNAP!' noise.
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I hear rapid foot steps come to me and Emo calling name, trying not to hurt me. I prop up on the couch and wipe my eyes. The world spins and the goes dark slowly.
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"Ow." I mumble and hold my head. I'm on the couch. Where's mom?
"Mom? Travis? Dad?" I ask sitting up, but a large throb of pain hit me. Someone with black hair in front of one of his eyes and a mask runs to my side and helps me sit.
"Thanks Zane." I wince in pain. He looks at me confused.
"Your not going to call me Emo? Or Ro'Meave?" He laughs lightly. Now I'm confused.
"Why would I do that? Do you know where my mom is? And Travis? Why am I in so much pain?"

Zane looks at me with sad, heavy eyes.
"What's the last thing you remember Y/N?" He takes my hand and I feel my face dust pink.
"I came home from school and made lunch for my family when they get back. Then my dad came home and..." My memory goes blank. Travis slowly walks in with some aspirin and concealer. Like a dam breaking, everything rushed back to me in a matter of seconds.

Her dying
His abuse
The way he hurts us
The Shadow Knights
Emo Dork
Gar Gar and Casanova (Laurence)
The bulling
The day on the swings
The 'SNAP'

"Oh my Irene." I whisper and put my hands to my head. Travis sits next to me and adds
an X to a list in his notes app on his phone.
"That's the 5th time sis." He sighs and I roll my eyes. Emo looks at me apologetic.
"Don't get used to me calling you by your name and being sweet, ok? That's only going to happen when the memory loss hits me. " I scoff. Emo nods and hands me a cup of water.
"What the hell happened?" I say, taking a sip. Travis looks at his feet.
"Father..." He looks at Emo for help.
"He got a new 'weapon'" He says.

What? No. How could this get worse? What made it get worse?

"Y/N, I'm scared." Travis pulls me into a hug and I groan in pain and push him off forcefully.

FUCK! The whip wounds hurt, really hurt.

"OMI! Y/N! I-I'm sorry, I keep forgetting." Travis panics. I don't care about the pain, I'll learn to deal with it...again. Travis was in more danger now. I force myself to the mirror and lift my uniform shirt up to get a better look. 3 whip scars, all crossing over each other. Not that big, meaning it was a small whip. I have 2 other uniform shirts so I don't care. I turn my head to the boys, they look scared for me.
"Where did he go?" I ask, looking back at the wounds on my side.
"We don't know, he left again right after he beat you." Travis scratched the back of his head. I look at Emo.

"Did he see you!?" I ask. He shakes his head no and I let out a relieved sigh. I point a stern finger at him and go to speak, but he holds up his hand.
"I know, if I say anything, I'm dead." He rolls his eyes and I nod. I grab my phone from the couch.

4:30pm
Thursday

"How long was I out?" I yell. Travis sits up a little and points a shaky finger to his eye. I turn my head to the mirror again and see my eyes were like they were before.

My eyes were the color of blood, the red was seeping into the white of my eyes. My hair was all over the place from the strong wind, which was normal, but I looked like a demon.

I shake my head and my eyes somehow go quickly back to normal. That's weird.
"About 2 hours." Emo says, getting ready to leave. Travis runs back to the kitchen to get something as Emo gets his bag.
"Wait." I say and go up to my room. I go to my bookshelf and grab Emo's mask. I go back down and Travis is talking with him, I listen.

Zane POV
"What was that whole amnesia thing about?" I ask. Y/N or Travis have NEVER mentioned anything like this.

"When father started doing this to us, he didn't know his own strength. He threw Y/N a little to hard one night and she had a concussion. We couldn't get her to a hospital, so she let it be. Until the memory loss started. The concussion caused a small memory nerve to be damaged. It hasn't happened since last Christmas when she woke up and didn't know where she was. Her memory got shot back to when we lived back in Okasis...when she was 6."

I didn't know what to say. She was in more danger then she thought. Because Aphmau has been making me hang out with her friends more, Nicole knows about this kinda stuff.
Y/N is slowly, very slowly, going to be loosing her memory.
"Hey!" Y/N yells behind us. I turn around and she throws me my mask. I catch it and look at her confused. Why was she giving this back to me?
"I've noticed this mask is thicker, so it shuts you up more." She snickers. Classic Y/N, you think she'll do something actually nice and then she's an asshole. Travis says goodbye to me and runs to his room. Once he's in his room, Y/N sighs.
"Also, it's a thanks. For trying to help me that day." She gives me a half smile. I take back what I said about her being an asshole.
I walk outside and she leans at the door way.
"Later Ro'Meave. Don't loose that mask." She laughs and closes the door as I wave. I unfold my mask and see there's a picture in it. It's the picture that we were first looking at of Travis, Y/N and her mom.

Y/N POV
I shut the door and breath deep. I go back to the mirror and lift up the side of my uniform to see the wounds. I touch one to see if I need stitches or something, but I'm ok. Out of anger, I make my eyes glow red. He caused me to have  amnesia, He caused me to almost let my guard down, HE GAVE ME THESE PERMEANT SCARS!
My eyes turn like the demon look and my hair blows back. So it wasn't the wind? I stare into my own eyes and feel my anger grow. The mirror breaks and the glass shatters as Travis grabs my shoulder and I go back to 'normal'.  We both look the mirror and he starts to laugh.
"What?" I put my hands on my hips.
"Look, I'm almost as tall as you!" He cheers.
I roll my eyes and look back at the mirror.

"Your still 7 in my head, little brother."
"Not a funny joke." He sighs.
"I didn't mean it that way!"
"Whatever, big sis."

I liked writing this chapter, it showed how Y/N has a soft side, but she doesn't take her amnesia very seriously, which will come back to bite her in the ass.

Love, Kitty💜

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