The Tribrid (BBS X Reader)

The Old House

It has been 3 weeks since I was taken back to my old home. I kept my phone hidden as my dad beat me.

For some reason the cops haven't tried to fine me yet. I got an app on my phone that has face time.

I didn't use it very often.

I call Evan. I hear him pick up.

"Y/n?" He asks.

"Yes." I say. I had tried to contact them and I gave them a secret message to find out my address. I couldn't say the straight up address because my father was in the house at the time.

"Where are you?" Ryan said. I smile and cry at their voices. It must be on speaker phone.

I give out my address. "I haven't been able to call the police." I haven't. My father has been watching me like a hawk. I haven't struggled, and he didn't go after Jo.

"We're calling police right now and we're on our way." Evan said. He owned a car. All of them have their licenses. They each have cars but they don't drive them very often.

I hear Luke calling 911. "I need you to send police to (address). We have an abusive father that is hurting his daughter. Please help." I could hear him say.

"Can I hear Jo's voice?" I ask. Evan yells Jo and I hear her footsteps until she's on the phone.

"Y/n?" She asks.

"Hi, Jo." I say.

"I love you and I miss you." She says.

"I love you too, Jo. Have you been good for Evan and his parents?" I ask through the phone.

"Yes. And your other friends." She says.

I love her voice so much. "How is school?" I ask. I hear dad yelling in the doorway. I was too caught up with Jo and my friends to notice that my father had opened my door.

"Who are you on the phone with?" He yells. I jerk my hand behind me, hiding the phone.

"Nobody." I instantly say.

I can only hope that Luke has his phone up to Evan's catching this all on a recording. If they hear my father hurting me on the call they can take him away.

He has a glass bottle with him. It had once been filled with beer, but is now empty. He points it at me.

"You ungrateful monster. I give you a place to live, food and shelter." He yells.

"You barely give me any water and you only give me a couple of granola bars." I yell.

"You ungrateful monster. You being a hybrid is bad enough, but not being grateful is even worse." He yells.

I can tell he's going to throw the bottle at me.

"Don't dad." I yell as he pulls his arm back to throw the bottle. I scream as he throws it forward at me. The bottle shatters, lodging glass into my flesh.

He walk out of the room and come back with more beer bottles.

"Target practice." He yells.

I scream again. "Help." I yell towards the phone.

He throws bottle after bottle forward at me. I have to dodge a few causing me to lodge more glass into the bottoms of my feet.

"Be grateful. Now stay out of my sight." He yells at me before going to his room.

I don't have the strength to move.

I bring the phone up towards me.

"Please help me." I say through sobs.