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

Lost it All

I chuckled as Blueberry and Black tried to yell at each other. I had picked up blueberry putting him into an arm lock until he calms down. When he finally does his parents pick him up and then black. That leaves just the staff in the building. I say my good byes to Goth and pallet as they leave and stay behind just to help Pj out. I sigh as we both clean up and finish up I wipe the sweat off my brow.

"Okay that should finish up thank you for staying (Y/n)"

"It's no problem I'll arrive early tomorrow!"

"you don't need to just reassuring us is fine!"

"Yeah I just feel really bad about missing two weeks."

He walked up to me and hugged me again he's been really clingy today and I don't blame him but if he knew. I sigh and hug back before turning and waving goodbye. I walk back to my empty house walking through the sad halls as I grab my phone from it's charger. My dad made me leave it here 'so it can charge' I open it and it's full of parental locks. I just roll my eyes because he's never creative with passwords so I easily surpass the locks. I go into my bank account and!??! it's all gone... I collapse to the ground before texting my dad.

Y/n: Dad what the living hell
Dad: what did I do?
Y/n: I lost everything from my bank account 
Dad: What do you even need the money for anyways?
Y/n: I was saving up to move out of this hell hole
Dad: You've got everything you need here
Y/n: Dad you can't just do stuff like that without my permission
Dad: I'm your father meaning your my property
Y/n: No I'm not
Dad: Yes you are stop lying
Y/n: About?
Dad: Going 'to work' every day
Y/n: This is about you S T E A L I N G my money
Dad: I didn't whatever's you own is mine
Y/n: No it's not
Dad: Whatever
Dad: You should stop being such a slut
Dad: You're to fat for it anyways

I feel myself break down tears running down my pale face my entire hard work all of my savings gone. I soon here my phone go off (Ring tone) playing. I try and collect myself but I fail preparing to be met with screams from relatives over the cell phone. Instead a calm voice who just wanted to say hello.

"Hello? (Y/n)"
"H-hi Pj."
"(Y/n)? are you okay?"
"Y-yeah just got into a bad argument with my dad over text."
"Do you wanna talk about it?"
"I'd rather just forget"
"Okay just wanted to make sure you were alright"
"Yeah I'm fine"
"Well if you're alright then I'll let you go see you tomorrow"
"Bye"

Then we hung up I lied down and closed my eyes as I get another text probably from my dad. Should I learn to put my phone on silent? Yes. Will I? No. I grab my phone and it was a text from goth.

Goth: Hey (Y/n)?
Y/n: Hey goth what's up?
Goth: I really like someone what do I do?
Y/n: Well I'd be blunt and tell them how I feel and if they don't love you back move on.
Goth: I'll try

I hear the front door slam open and footsteps come upstairs I put my phone on my bed. As I see a figure walk into my room. It's my father I frown who was I hoping for it to be. Pj's only come over once and I still have secret hopes for it to happen again. I sigh as I approach him.

"Dad it's not okay to barge in here without knocking"

"It's my house I can do what I want brat"

I could feel his spit in my face as I pushed him back from me. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME TODAY!?!?! He picked me up by the collar of my shirt throwing me against the wall. I began seeing black spots but instead I managed to kick him in the gut. I then ran as far as I could. deep into the forest. So this is it where my life is. I've lost everything the only thing I have at this point is my cell phone and the clothes on my back. I laugh a little thinking this'll be it I've cared for the kids for almost five years now and I'm just going to die now. Wait five years of taking care of insane toddlers only to peace out just like this? No. I want to but I can't I need to stay happy for Pj, for the kids, hell even Pallet was worried about me. I lay back into a pile of leaves drifting off into a dreamless sleep.