Criminally Unstable Yandere!Criminal x Mentally Ill! Reader

Victim 136

WARNING I AM NOT KIDDING THIS CHAPTER IS VERY DARK. ABUSE AND TORTURE ARE INCLUDED IN THIS CHAPTER YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

-6 years ago; Date: April 7, ????-

"Es ist Mir egal."

Everything was blurry.... Very....very...blurry... Voices around me were ones I did not recognize.

"ICH SAGTE, ES IST MIR EGAL!!!"

My eyes cracked open to see only blinding lights block my vision. My head spiked a deathly headache and my limbs burned.

"W-wenn sir...dann stribt-"

"TU ES!!!"

I screamed in pain. The sudden needle in my arm which released a sudden burn spread thoughout my body. I could smell my skin burning as my body was cooked from the inside out.

"Subject seems to be experiencing mild discomfort"

Everything went black.

(Y/n) (L/n) was your name. You didn't used to be chained to cold chairs forced to endure the pain that was given to you by psychopaths.

When you were little living with your mother father and brother you were the maid in the house. Your mom made you do the dishes; your dad made you buy him beer from the store 36 miles away and to your brother you were his punching bag.

If the dishes werent done your head would be held underwater by your mother. If the beer wasn't cold you'd have to stand barefooted on broken shards. And if you ever fought back your brother would choke you out. 

That was your life.

And you knew it was wrong.

So despite your family warning you to never tell anyone you told your teacher.

The next day your parents were arrested and you and your brother were temporarily taken to a foster home. However that night your brother snuck into your room and beating you. He choked your throat while saying with tears "TELL THEM IT'S A LIE TELL THEM!!! YOU LYING SCUM! YOU SELFISH BITCH!!!!"

The next morning the nurses found you half dead and brutally beaten. They sent you to a hospital called "Sunny's Experimental Hospital For Children".

It was hell.

They gave you medication that was suit for you, they stuck needles that made your skin melt off, they fed you only enough to barely survive.

So after all of that trauma you were sent to the asylum. You were not supposed to be crazy but the pills twisted your mind. It was like being stuck in a body that doesn't work...which was exactly what it was. You couldnt control your tongue or your body...

However once you regained some of yourself you carried on acting the same. The nurses were nicer to you, the food was better, no one would beat you up... It was so much better.

The only thing you knew you could do was speak.

A/N - Here is something that will hopefully satisfy you until I can continue my story *bows*