Loneliness loves company (RWBY Blake X Abused &Shy&Insane Schnee Male Reader)

Prolouge

I always wanted to do an abused reader thing so yeah

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Y/n's POV

I was moping the floor and using the mop as a crutch for my leg as well. as I was moping I felt the mop kicked from under me. I tried to balance myself before I stepped on my bad leg and fell to the floor, bashing my forehead on the corner of a table. I get up to see all the blood on the floor and table but also feel a sharp pain in my side I look to see my 'Father' kicking me with his steel-toed shoes. I grunt and try to reach for the mop to clean up the mess but my hand gets stomped on. He then proceeds to grab me by my neck and throw my back against the wall before he punches the ever living shit out of me. I heard bones crack and yelled out in pain before I just went limp. He stopped for a second and I thought he had finished his 'fun', but he then starts to choke me out before tossing me across the room.

Jacques: Clean this shit up, you worthless piece of shit.

I grin for what it's worth before I Yell across the room.

Y/n: I was worth Whatever it took to keep me a secret, my family a secret I am worth that much so fuck you!

He stayed quiet and I thought I had won the fight before I got stabbed by a fireplace poker. Still red. For some reason even I don't know why, but I started to laugh. I slowly got up ignoring the pain my body was in and pulled out the poker and stared at the wound. Completely cauterized. No bleeding. Then I got my bearings again and fell to the ground in pain, and blacked out.

Time Skip

When I wake up I am on a soft and comfy bed, not like my brick of a mattress. I look to the left and see my savior, Wiess. Although she is my half-sister and not allowed to talk, let alone see me, she is one of, if not the only one to be nice to me. I try to get up, but my body screams in pain. Weiss proceeds to shove back on her bed that now was covered in my own blood. Klein, Weiss' butler, was to my right.

Klein: You have several cracked ribs, a stab wound, concussion, and a crushed hand. I would see it best that you would rest up and let the injuries heal, Mr. Schnee.

Y/n: I'm fine Klein, thanks for checking up on me though.

Klein's eyes turn green for a moment.

Klein: It is my duty to make sure that the Schnee family is in tip-top shape.

Weiss giggles at his little joke.

Y/n: Well I better get going to m-

before I could even finish the sentence, Jacques kicks the door open.

Jacques: Weiss, how many times have I said to not go near this thing.

Weiss: Umm I'm so so sorry father, but he was just l-laying on the floor and I-I, I just- EEK!

Weiss screamed when Jacques reeled his arm back.

Y/n: Don't you fucking dare.

Jacques stops to turn, glaring at me before gripping my wrist and throwing me out the room and beating me in the hallway. I smirk knowing that I had spared Weiss from a hit. In fact, I started to laugh. He gets bored and throws me one last time.

Jacques: Never think that you count as a true Schnee, you bastard child.

Y/n: If I'm the bastard child, who's the bastard?

He looks back at me, shooting daggers and leaves me laughing in a puddle of my own blood. After let's say 40 seconds Weiss comes back out.

Weiss: Why did you provoke him like you did?