(Quick note, you look like the character above.)
I woke up in the morning on a cold wet floor. The basement. I looked to make sure the cold substance was water I licked it. Defiantly not water, I can tell by the metal taste that this was, by a long shot, blood.
"Y/n! Get your tail up here!" Dad shouted. He smelled like alcohol. "I might be a kitten, (since you are 13.) But I am still your daughter." I tried to say but my agony wouldn't let me say anything. I stood up which hurt a lot in my stomach area.
When I made it up the stairs I was immediately pushed back down. "You didn't come quick enough girly." Dad said. "I prefer the term emo, or pastel goth." I said in pain. "Hmm, back talking never had this out of you, let's find a suitable punishment." Dad said. Mom walked around the corner.
"I know the perfect one." Mom said. I looked at them emotionless. On the inside, but on the outside I was showing total fear. I tried to run but mom slammed me into a dresser. She wacked me in the face with a beer bottle. Lucky for me it didn't break til it hit the floor. Mom picked up glass and cut my arm deeply. "You can go to your room now." She said. I cried when I got there. I found a needle and lucky for me there was pastel purple thread.
I used the purple thread and needles for stitches. I used the black thread beside the purple stitches so it would seal the cut. I has a piece of glass stuck on my shoe. I picked it off and put it to my arm. Each one for the reasons I wanna feel pain.
My parents hate me
I am lonely
I am useless.
I have no life
My parents hurt me.
..... I hate myself.
I began to think of a way out of this. I looked around and I found a window. I looked at it. Just 2 stories down, not far. Worse thing that could happen is a sprained ankle or a broken arm. I decided to take the chance.
I tried to open the window.Then I saw a fire dash to my room then the laughing of my parents. I kept trying to open the window but it wouldn't budge. I began to choke on smoke. My lungs are filled. I began to cry and scream.
A flame hit my hand and no it burned. But luckily it didn't leave a mark. This isn't how I am going is it? I wondered. Never, I will not give up. The tears that were black, just cooled me down. Thank god that I cry cold tears. I decided to throw a fist at the window.
Success I shoved the rest of the glass inside the house so that I won't land on it. I felt my legs getting weak. I won't be able to land but as long as I don't burn. I jumped. When I fell I passed out.
■●■●■●Dark's POV■●■●■●
I was on a walk in the woods. I was furious at Wilford, he always thinks he is better than me. I am much stronger than him. I am even stronger than Satan himself.
I came across a burning house. Well, only one room was on fire. I saw a girl jump she hit the ground and didn't get up. I dashed over to her and I picked her up she was pastel goth, judging by her weight she is 13. She was crying black tears and she is my favorite animal, a cat.
"It is okay, kitten. You won't die." I whispered in her ear. More tears poured down her face and she smiled in her unconsciousness. So something tells me she is relieved.
I decided to take her to my house. Anti lives there too, but the rest live in Raspy Hill. I set her on the couch. I looked at her arm. She made her own stitches. She did a good job too. Who did this too her? I will ask her when she wakes up.
I went to tell Anti that she is here so he won't be alarmed. "Anti come look on the couch, but don't wake her." I whispered. He nodded. Knowing him he will scream how adorable she is.
We walked downstairs and she had her cat tail curled around her and her ears was folded down. Anti was extremely excited. He was about to scream but I covered his mouth. "If you scream she'll wake up and she won't be happy. Who knows she might not be adorable either." I said. He nodded.
《《《Y/n's POV》》》
I woke up on a couch. It was a nice house that I was in. The main colors are black and dark green. I liked that no sunlight comes in. I saw a dude with dark green hair come in and a guy with pitch black hair.
I rubbed my eyes and yawned. "Awww, it is soooo cuuuutteee" the dark green hair dude said, I sensed and bit of Irish. "I'm y/n" I said blankly. "I'm Dark and this is Anti" Dark said. I nodded.
"Can I ask you a few personal questions?" He asked. More than likely about my arms and wrists. "Ok' I responded. "Why are your arms cut so much?" Dark asked. "My parents did it... that fire you saw, yup, that was them too." I said.
I feel like he can tell I was hiding something, he just doesn't know what though. "Next question, why are ye so fookin adorable!" Anti screamed. I decided to give a playful answer. "Because I a kitty. Meow." I said. Screw grammar. "Awwwwww, so cuuuttte, Dark can we keep her? PLEASE!" Anti shouted.
"It's up to her" he responded. Anti looked at me with puppy eyes. "Duh, you saved me Dark" I said as I looked at Dark. He smiled. I can tell they are demons.
"Why don't your parents like you?" Dark asked. "Why does Anti have a slit throat?" I asked trying to avoid the question. "Because I am a demon I do scary." Anti said. "Because I am different they can't do things that aren't perfect. Since I am pastel goth and a cat that just made em more mad." I said.
Dark nodded. He seemed to understand. "Are you hungry?" He asked. I nodded my head quickly. He chucked and left to go cook. Anti looked at my arm with concern. "Quick question Anti can you read minds?" I asked. He nodded. Well Fuck.
I just nodded slowly as to appear satisfied with his response. Why are ye hiding something lass?
I'm not hiding anything. You can't prove that either, sorry if I sound rude.
It is OK lass.
I finally move on from the conversation. Dark came back with pizza. "Piiizzzaaa!" I screamed with Anti happily. I am happy that is...weird.
I shrugged it off and Anti and I immediately began to eat. "I haven't eaten in 3 days only to be greeted by my favorite food." I said. I ate 4 pieces.
After eating Anti and I began to play and Dark finally joined in. Anti picked up a feather and Dark held me down and Anti tickled my nose causing me to do my famous kitten sneeze. "Awwww." Dark said. I laughed as they tickled me. "I am 13!" I yelled while laughing.
They chuckled and backed off for a bit. I caught my breath but then tackled Dark and I helped Anti tickle him, he wasn't ticklish and he hates being tickled but that was the point because it makes him yell.
Anti chuckled and he patted my head. "Time for bed, y/n, you can sleep in the guest room if ya want." Dark said. I nodded. He smiled and took me in there. I found a backpack in there. He gestured for me to open it. I walked over to it and I found all of my clothes from my house including my underwear and bras, it wasn't ackward because it looked like he just threw the whole drawer.
I ran to him and gave him a hug. "Thank you, thank you thank you thank you." I shouted over and over. He patted my head and left. I crawled into the bed and I fell asleep.
YOU ARE READING
Dark's wittle kitten. (Darkiplier x child!Reader)
Fiksi PenggemarY/n had her own style. Pastels and black. her parents hated it and her style. Living like this for 13 years plus abuse you finally learned how to block out the pain, you only cry in anger at yourself because you didn't do anything about it. You do...