Caring for YOU (Caretaker Pj x Depressed/Abused reader) !WILLNOLONGERBEUPDATING!

Abused

I felt my breath hitch as I enter the house that used be filled of love. Now only filled with depression and an anxious background. I sneak upstairs and turn on my shower quickly and carefully not to irritate the burns. I finish taking a shower and put on my Pj's. I then proceed to grab my cell phone from my desk and then I had made a mistake I started to play music very quietly I wanted to find out my battle theme. Everyone has it if they have magic but the soft tune had woke my dad up. He had stormed into my room and I looked into his eyes fear consuming me. 

"Y/N! L/N! WHY HELL WERE YOU PLAYING MUSIC THAT LOUD!!!"

"What the? It was quiet music dad!"

"I'M NOT YOUR 'DAD' YOU'RE GROUNDED YOU AREN'T ALOUD TO LEAVE THIS HOUSE!!!"

"But I have a job and I'm 18!"

"No but's don't talk to me brat"

He smacked me so hard a large bruise colored purple blue with a small dash of grey began to form. He soon drags his cigarette across my arms. The scorching pain causing me to cry I want to go back to the daycare. Eventually after hitting my eye and running his cigarette against my thigh he leaves. When he does all I can think is just to cry. I can't move I feel worthless, he's right I am worthless, I can't. I'm just someone who's selfish I'm wasting space and air. I should be dead but cutting myself is worthless I waste everyone's time. I can feel my hiccuppy breath hitch but then my phone goes off. A notification who'd text me? Unless it's Pj about work and I need to tell him I won't be able to come in for a while. I pick up my phone and look at the messages. 

Jam: Hey are you up?
Me: Yea what's up?
Jam: Just wondering are you alright that bruise still doesn't seem like one you can get from running into the door
Me: Oh it's fine don't worry but I can't show up for about a week
Jam: Why? Did something happen
Me: Yeah I came home late and got grounded
Jam: But aren't you 18 you shouldn't be grounded besides Error and Geno have been much better since you came around.
Me: I know it sucks but I live under my dad's roof his rules
Jam: Okay you can have off a week and I'll keep you updated with what's going on
Me: Okay
Jam: Night
Me: Night

I shut off my phone and look back upwards staring at the ceiling like prison. I've been locked in here before he's at this point put bars on my window and locked me up like Dursley's did to harry in the second book/movie. I sighed as I sat down beside my barred window and looked out longingly. I felt something resonate inside of my soul a thump something calming and caring. Carefully I walk over to my door and try and open it... locked. I sigh and sit back down beside my window looking out into the night sky from my dad's crappy apartment. I look down and see people hundreds of them out tonight looking up into the sky. Bird must be showing off again I swear if I show up next week and he managed to break his wings again. I chuckle he's a dork.

~~~~Two Weeks Later~~~~

I'm finally ungrounded one meal a week daily beatings it can't be that bad now that I'm finally out.

A/n: WOW I posted twice in a row this is new for me since I started my Grillby x depressed reader. Yeah for those who don't know that story is on hiatus most of mine are actually writers block sucks so sorry if this sucks.