Your POV
Things have been harder about trying to get outside.
You were always pouting about how you couldn't go outside.
It was getting a bit old that your father tried to distract you with other things. Games, the television, food, activities, etc. You name it, he tried to do it. And every time you refused to do that and screamed you want to go outside.
"But your sick sweetie." He would say.
"I still wanna goo." You would whine back.
Then he would smile and offer something else to do. It was getting tiring and and you really wanted to go outside. You had a plan you were going to put in action.
"Hey Reader! It's time for bed. Oh, unless you want to stay up again and watch your favorite show?" Your father said as he was cleaning up the rooms. You smiled and turned around.
"No thank you! I am very tired." You replied and yawned to give it affect. You heard him chuckle.
"Okay, get in bed and I'll be there in a second." He called back. Grinning you walked slowly to your room and dragged you feet to make him think you were tired. After getting into your bed you crawled into your bed and nestled into your (favorite color) sheets your father had bought for you.
He walked into the room and reached your bed. You closed your eyes counted to three then opened them back up. This was a trick you learned from tv. It makes your look tired and exhausted.
He smiled and squatted beside you and rubbed your head messing up you (hair color) (hair length) hair. You smiled a little as he kissed your forehead and flicked on the little nightlight in the corner of your room. He turned your lamp off and the nightlight lit up the room dimly.
You closed your eyes and waited impatiently for your father to close the door and walk away from your door. After you heard his foot steps disappear down the hall you threw your sheets off and gently hopped out your bed.
Tip-toeing toward your draw you slowly opened it and pull out a small metal object and some paper. The metal object was cold in your hands but your smiled and stepped toward the door.
You smiled to yourself and checked the paper again.
You almost screamed in excitement as you held the key and passwords to the lock on the front door. Slowly opening the door you you opened the door and saw that it was dark. Maybe your father was asleep already.
Creeping down the hall you saw him sitting in front of the television watching tv. You ducked behind the couch and pressed your back against it. You peeked over the couch to see your father asleep on the couch, with his eyes closed and he snored softly. You poked his nose and he stirred and you froze. When he settled back down
You exhaled in relief, the headed toward the door.
Since you didn't really know how the locks worked you poked at the small golden box until the key went in. You turned it to the left and heard it click open. You then tried the same with the other two and unlocked the knob.
Now time for the passwords. You glanced at your father neat handwriting on the paper.
56R8E
You looked back at the combination code and pressed each button on it. They beeped quietly and then you heard it beep twice and another click.
That was all the locks and you turned the knob slowly and opened the door.
You grinned as the cool breeze brushed over you and you inhaled at the new smells awaiting you. You took only two steps out onto the grass until you felt a pair of strong arms wrap around you.
You were yanked back and the door slammed shut.
You looked up with tears in your eyes at your father.
"Papa..." You whispered. He only glared at the door then shot a cold look at you that made you shiver.
"You're not supposed to go outside Reader." He said, his tone emotionless. He carried you back to your bed and lowered you down on it.
"I can't have you leaving me again Reader. So I'm going to have to strap you down." He said and pulled up something black looking.
"No Papa! I'm sorry I won't do it again!" You screamed and tried to get up but her pushed you back down and clamped something over your chest. You struggled as he pulled more over you as tears streamed down your face and you kicked and screamed.
"I can't have you leaving me. Not like your mother. Do it again and the punishment will be even worse." He growled and shut the door to your room.
You screamed and cried saying you were sorry and your didn't mean it and that you won't do it again. He never came back. You screamed and cried until your throat was raw.
Souta POV
Her/his screams were torturing me. I wanted to go back and hug Reader so tight but Reader shouldn't have left.
I relocked all the door and reset the password.
I just hoped she/he wouldn't do that again.
Or Reader may end up just like his/her mother.
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Hey guys another chapter in!!
I hoped you liked the escape! I need more ideas tho. If you have any let me know please uwu.
Love you guys!!
Until next chapter
~Skyler out
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My Child (Yandere Father x Child Reader)
FanfictionAfter your mother died your father said he would take care of you. You never seen him since your mother didn't want you to. Now that you live with him he has a strange obsession over you. Like he wants you to stay with him....forever. Copyright 2018