The Demon in Me: (Aaron X Reader)

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{{ BEFORE I START THE STORY: There is mention of mental/emotional and slight physical abuse, please be advised, I will create a section from the moment the abuse starts to when it finishes, I experienced it myself so I know from the past how it feels... and you're not alone, we are here for each other. Thank you for your time! }}

"Mrs. (L/N)? Can you explain the history between your daughter and her father?"

The nurse asked at her desk, with pen and paper at her side. Her mother was stunned, how could something like the story between her and her father create an issue like this. "Well... her father and I split when she was 5, but to put things lightly, he used us to be in control. Her father was a werewolf, however, he wanted nothing more than to be a leader to a pack, in other words, an Alpha. He loved me even when I told him I might not be able to conceive correctly, he wanted everything to do with me, but when she was born, there was one fatal issue, I was born half-human half-werewolf, and when she was born, she was born human."

She clutches her purse close to her, shaking and nervously sweating, of course, this made her trauma only come back stronger. The nurse looks up to see her panicking, so she sets the pen down and goes to her side. "He accused me of cheating for years, even when I told him because of my abnormality, I wouldn't be able to give him a pup. After I had (Y/N)... He was abusive towards her, not in the physical way you think either." The nurse looked at her in shock, she got up and say next to her with her hand on her shoulder comfortingly. From outside of the nurse's office, Aaron was there, listening to them, his hand lightly resting at the door, while getting the chance to sneak a peak at (Y/N), he felt pity, not in a jerk type way, but the sorrow he felt for her grew, there was a sudden bond the minute he interacted with her, like they effected each other somehow.

"(Y/N).."

He quietly listened in closely to more of the conversation, not knowing of the mental strain her mother was about to spill.

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This is where the mental abuse story starts, I'll place another marker to let you, the reader know, when the story stops!
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As she hugs her purse tighter, the flashback of her father getting at least an inch from her, tears builds up and starts to flow. "Almost spitting on her face, these were fights that weren't once a month, these mental woundings would happen almost every week. (F/N) (random name: if not wanting to put your father's name in) would do anything to intimidate (Y/N), in his eyes, he would immediately treat her as the Omega, but he felt she didn't even deserve to be and Omega, he felt she deserved worse. I watched it happen.. and couldn't do anything.. because he ended up going to me.. after tearing (Y/N) down to a small being."

From the other room, (Y/N) started to wake up, ringing in her ears caused her head to pierce in pain. Her hand resting at her forehead to comfort the sore spot in her head, only to end up hearing what her mother was saying, this werewolf instinct she had allowed her to hear even three rooms away. She immediately knew what her mother was talking about, and clutched the blanket from the nurse's bed, Aaron took that notice and quickly took action, moving away from the door to another door that lead straight to the beds, slowly walking up to her bed while gripping his school bag firmly. Once he reaches the side of her bed, Aaron pulls up a chair and sits beside her, she was a tearful mess, one hand rested at her side while the other on her forehead. Once he settled in his chair, he reaches to comfortingly grab her hand, she didn't even flench since she didn't see him walk in.

"(Y/N)... you can hear what she's saying, can't you?" He didn't have to say a thing, he already knew, he felt it. She nodded looking up at the lights, and sighs heavily, trying to calm her crying. "M... My... (F/N)... he wanted to remind me how weak I am, I don't have ears or tail, and can't transform at will, but I have every attribute TO a werewolf. Any time I stood my ground against him, he gripped my shoulder tightly and pinned me against the wall, showing his teeth with rage, telling me how I was no good for the family, blames me for not having the pack he wanted, he threw me out the first couple of weeks every new year, he knew I couldn't fight back, but when I did... he scratched my eye and stomach, but when he realized he hurt his only flesh and blood, he started to cry, and begged me to forgive him, tell me how sorry he was, he knew I couldn't hate him because deep down... he was still my dad..."

When she stood up, she untucked her school shirt, and revealed her stomach, showing four distinctive claw scars across, Aaron only looked more worried. (Y/N) gripped at her shirt tightly, tears rushing down her face nearly shaking, letting go of her shirt so it fell back into place only to cover her face in embarrassment. He quickly got up from his seat to then hug her tightly with force behind it that pushed then back a bit. (Y/N) has never been emotional before, but it drained her dramatically, only wanting to stay in his arms, she hides her face like a scared puppy.

"This is only small things he's done... the worst hasn't even been mentioned yet..." muffled but clear enough for him to hear, Aaron's body tensed up, it was noticeable he was enraged, but didn't want to let go of her, all he wanted to do was comfort (Y/N) and build trust in a guy she's never had all her life. "I'm.. sorry.. you had to go through such a horrible childhood..." Words were hard to use for comfort, just because it was said didn't mean it was true, but she slowly had to let herself believe him if she ever wanted that trust. "... I can talk more about it later... but right now... I just want to rest more..."

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This is where the mental abuse story ends, sorry for those who had to skip in order to avoid past trauma, and I hope you are doing a lot better if you ever got out of the situation, if you are still in it, you're not alone, you WILL get through this.
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Aaron nodded, moving down a little bit to carry her in a bridal style, (Y/N) looked extremely drained, so moving even a foot would eventually make her fall, so to save the hassle he just carried her to her bed, once he's got her comfortable he grabbed his bag, looking at her.

"Your mom gave me your address, after school if I have time I'll try to swing by, making sure you're okay.. Im sure this was a lot for you.." His hand rested at her forearm, comfortingly. She smiled and nodded slightly, only to drift off into another drained sleep, once walking away into the hallway, he turned to see her mom standing by the window, already observing the situation. "Thank you... for being there for her... I'm sorry to drag you into this, you're the first person she's ever opened up to... you're some special kid..." Her tailed swayed a bit, and her ears flattened, smiling at him, Aaron shook his head shyly. "No no, it's no problem at all... I didn't realize she was-..." He looked to the side trying to find the words to where he wouldn't give his position away. "... You know don't you?" He looked at her somewhat shocked, no emotion in his face, slowly nodding, sighing to himself.

"...She's an Ultima too..."