Oneshot #9 *Stuck in the 1920's*

909 9 12
                                    

Words: 4,275 (I'm surprised I wrote that much)
Trigger Warning: Abuse, Rape, alcoholism, some bad language
Summary: Unicorn, Tina, Ryan, and Goldy are stuck in the past

》《》《》《》《》《》《》《》《》《》《

Ryan
It was a hot summer day, way to hot to evan get up.
I was upside down on the couch throwing a baseball.
Tina was laying down on the red couch while trying to fan herself with a piece of paper.

Goldy and Unicorn man were on the floor making weird noises.
"Ughh, I'm so booored..." Tina whined as the ball fell out of my hands.
"It's way to hot to do anything..." I said letting my hands fall off the couch.
"Can we go to the portal and go somewhere that isn't hot?" Goldy asked.
"Yeah, sure... only if I can get up from the floor." Unicorn said has he struggled getting up and walk towards the portal.

"Okay, ready?!"
"3...2...1... Goooo!!!"

》《》《》《》《》《》《》《》《》《》《

I'm cold...

I slowly open my eyes to see that I'm on top of a bed with an really ichy blanket.

"Oh you woke up."
A lady with a nurse outfit said, but the outfit looked like from the old movies.
I weakly sit up.

"Don't you think it's a little weird to wear that? It looks like from the 1920's."

The lady looks at me a little strangely.

"Sweetie it is the 1920's."

And with that she left to treat another person.

Wait what...

I look around to realize that Tina, Unicorn, and Goldy is not here.
And the portal is nowhere to be seen.

I take off the blanket and see that I'm those 1920's clothes.
I get out and put my shoes on.
I head out the door to meet an old man at is late 30's.
He smelled like alcohol.

"Oh Ryan, I saw really worry about you."

"I don't even know who you are."

I did not want to get close to this man.

"Of course you do."

I then grabbed my shoulders and lead me outside.
I don't know how long we were walking, but we were heading towards an old and rusty apartment.
I really wanted to run away from this man, but his hands hold on to my shoulders really hard.

Well that's going to leave a bruise.

Once we made it inside, he violently pushed me to the ground.
He then kicks me, probably cracking a few of my ribs.

I let out a small cry of pain.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU BRAT!!!"

He grabs a fist full of my hair and drags me across the room.

I put my hands on top of his and try to make him let go.
Tears stream down my face, he throws me on top of a bed.

He then slaps right across my face.
I put my hand on my cheek. I stare at him with tears and fear in my eyes.

He throws an empty liquor bottle at me making the glass cut my hands as I tried to protect my face.

"Now if I hear cry or that you get in trouble again, it will be way much more worst."

I slammed the door and locks it.

Unicorn
I jolt up has a hear a loud sound of metal being hit.

Ryguyrocky Oneshots (ENDED)Where stories live. Discover now