Transformers x Reader (On Hiatus)

TFP: Soundwave x Suicidal!Reader

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Requested by: @Sanata101
Description: A suicidal Reader request! Warning! So in this one your dad's abusive, ends up murdering you family. Soundwave finds you and yada yada! Just read it! I'm not gonna say enjoy but you know....

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The hard blow from you dads wrath made you slam your body into the carpet floor, he slammed his foot into your back pressing down hard. You felt the air leave your lungs gasping, feeling him pull your hair back roughly.
"Don't you ever disrespect me in my house." His voice was full of venom, that slithered through your body, and penetrated your heart. You let out a cry feeling him move off of you, his footsteps were heard going up the stairs. You held your pounding head, taking in deep breathes of air crying on the floor. The tears that stained your cheeks coating the cuts in the salty mixture, but it didn't hurt compared to another feeling in your chest. The sound of your parents arguing up stairs rang in your ears, hearing the slamming of objects as they lashed out. You could hardly see, but the outline of your baby sister holding out a bandaid for your open cut on your cheek made your crying come to a halt.
"Thank you sis, I'm sorry." You embraced your sister taking in the scent of cigarettes and alcohol, that covered her small form in a thick musk. You gently put the pink bandaid on the biggest cut on your cheek, your little sister showed no emotion but you knew she was relieved to have you home.
The sudden sound of an almost firework like sound, radiated through the house. The noise shook your form, looking up at the door to the top of the steps hearing it slam open. Your dad marched down the step, grabbing your baby sister by the arm and leading her up the stairs. You could see the fear in her innocent eyes, that where once glazed over.
"How many times have I told you, you stay the fuck out of the basement." You seen the glisten of a silver revolver in his hand, clenching it so hard his knuckles turned white slamming the door shut. You couldn't comprehend the situation as the pounding of your head returned, still you felt your body move on it's own. Up the stairs after your dad, you shakily clicked open the door. The puddle of blood that littered the kitchen floor made your already weak body slump against the door frame, you could hear the sound of your sister crying and whining. You turned your head to the living room just in time to see him slamming his palm against her already bruising cheek, letting out complaints and irritated comments.
"S-Stop it!" You yelled, your feet gave out underneath you. The clicking of the revolver and the sound of his booming voice barely reached you, suddenly the house shook again. Through your blurry vision you looked over seeing your sister on the floor, another puddle of blood began to form around her small frame. Your dad stomped over to you, kicking your weak body down the stairs. You couldn't do anything, you were helpless in this state and you couldn't comprehend the whole moment. Slowly you lifted your body from the floor, barely getting onto your knees. The sound of the gun clicking again made you stop, you looked up seeing your dads piercing glare on you. You had a new found strength getting up from the carpet floor scrabbling to the window, behind the stairs and slamming it open. The sudden sound of the gun firing shook your form, shakily making your way out the window not looking back. Before you could make it fully out the window, you felt the window slam shut onto your left leg. Letting out a bloody scream, you pulled it out before he slammed it again.
"You better get your ass back here now!" You could see his eyes glow with a hatred for you, you barely dodged another bullet that hit the side of the house as you limped across your yard. You didn't know how long you wobbled for but the heat from the afternoon sun bore down on your form through the trees, making your sudden movements halt. Looking back you couldn't see your home, or your dad. You sluggishly walked your way around each bush and branch, barely reaching a clearing until your body gave way.
You clenched your side, letting out a cry of pain as the adrenaline began to leave you body. All the pain from before doubled, you felt your vision fog with black dots trying to calm your fast pace heart at the panic attack occurring. The sound of tree branches breaking made you let out a cry hoping it wasn't your dad, you could see a faint silhouette of a large figure moving across the clearing toward your whimpering form. You couldn't form any words, but the pained moan of your beaten and battered body made its head snap toward you before you blacked out.