Why Me (Zak Bagans Xreader)

The Backstory

This is a little snip bit into Y/N's past and stuff

                              26 years ago

I was walking home with my brother from the park when I heard a bang from the house. That meant daddy was being mean to mommy again, B/N tried to calm me down because I was scared and didnt want to walk inside.

We were a few minutes late and when we were late daddy would be mean to us too, I wasnt allowed to walk out without long sleeves and pants even if it was really hot out.

We walked inside and saw mommy on the floor crying, I felt sad knowing I couldnt help or daddy would do the thing. I heard a loud smack from behind me and saw that daddy had hit B/N, that meant in was my turn he grabbed my arm and dragged me up the stairs to my room and spanked me with the paddle 8 times, he said as I got older until I was brothers age the more times he would hit me.

He was done with me for today so I went to lay down and go to sleep when I heard more crying so I started to cry, I then fell asleep.

                              5 years later

I

woke up to the sound of a slap and a pain across my face, that meant it was my turn. He grabbed me by my hair and dragged me down to the basement that he had just built, he tied me to the chair and started doing his normal routine of hitting me.

I had installed a button on the floor next to the door that dialed the police, so when he dragged me down I pressed it and there was a mic next to the chair hidden under the seat, so all that the police heard was me being hit and crying.

I love being smart but it got me hit sometimes. When I had finally passed out from the damage I hoped that the police could track the device and find us.

A few hours later I woke up in a hospital bed in pain and glad that my plan worked. A few moments later a doctor came in and told me what had happened, he also told me that the device was smart and that it was a good idea to put it there. He let me out a couple days later with my brother because our mother had died from the abuse.

We went to different foster homes because nobody wanted both of us, we slowly lost connection because I didnt have a phone father wouldnt give me one.

So this is the first chapter just so you know what you went through and stuff in the next chapter you'll be the age that's in the description (34) I will try to get chapters in every now and then but I have a very busy schedule so dont yell at me if I dont write one week or something I will come back anyway I hoped you liked this chapter byee
~Investigator Zoey