One-shot x reader

Saved unexpectedly (creepypasta x reader)

Being the oldest at a foster home is really tough mainly because a lot of the time most of the responsibilities fall to me because our "caretaker" is mostly drunk. The only time he isn't drunk is when the inspector comes around to make sure he is taking care of us. Today I was getting out of school and two of the nicer girls asked if was going to the woods today nodding as an answer because I don't normally speak unless absolutely necessary. I continue my walk to the park knowing that the girls will cover for me in case Charles is awake.

Making it to the woods I breath and take off running keeping track of how far I can go until I'm out of breath. I tracked myself needing to stop after six or seven miles, taking a breather I check the time on my watch it has only been about two hours. Now you may be wondering why would I go to the woods to run why not run on a track or something similar to that, well that's easy my brother told me that one day he'll come get me but when he does we will have to run and if I can't keep up he will leave me for good.

Panting I raise my arms above my head and walk casually around taking in my surroundings. I do this for about two hours just taking in the scenery. Taking off my bag I sit and pull out my small notebook marking my time and how far I had went. Stretching I start to jog back that took me about four hours. To get to the park entrance. Looking around I choose the quickest path thru some alleyways and down three streets and finally up. Once I reach the house I jump for the broken ladder that's about eight feet off the ground so it's about a good three feet above my head. As I climb the ladder I hear that the caretaker is awake and looking for me causing me to pick up my pace. I roll thru the open window and on my bed just as he opens the door.

"Hey you brat the inspectors coming tomorrow so make sure this place is clean." he slurs once he sees me. "And don't touch my cabinet!" he yells at the last second. 'honestly I don't know how he is able to continue to care for us. With almost always being drunk that is.'

"Will do sir." I say he just glares back at me. Sighing I stand up and look around I'll have to start with the living room then dining, kitchen, hallways, bathroom, then our room but the girls will help my with it. Tonight I'll get the living room, dining room, and kitchen cleaned I'll do the rest with the girls tomorrow. Going around I gather the cleaning supplies I get to work slightly wondering how his shouts didn't wake anyone up since it is ten at night. I get the dining and living rooms clean when I hear movement in the kitchen. Cautiously I move to that room.

Turning the corner I see one of the youngest girls trying to reach the cups on the counter. "Here let me get you a glass." I spoke softly causing her to jump a little. I glance at the time to see that it's almost two in the morning " Couldn't sleep?" I ask.

"N-nightmare." she whispers.

"Well if you want you can stay up for a little with me I was almost done any way."

"I would li-like that... not to be rude but I've never heard you talk this much why is that?" she says while getting more confident with each word. I give her the cup then turn to start cleaning up.

"It's because I don't have anything useful to say or I can't think of any thing to say. I find it pointless to talk." I say while gathering all the dirty dishes to the sink. Starting to hand wash the dishes I hear a slight brushing sound of the broom on the floor looking over my shoulder I see the little girl with the broom "Thank you." I say hearing a small hum as an answer I go back to the dishes. With her help I or rather we finish the kitchen in about forty minutes.

Guiding the girl to the room we barely make it to an empty bed before collapsing on it. The morning came with a thud and pain. Groaning I roll over and rub my back witch hit the ground first. Sitting up I see Rita and Fern the two girls who normally cover for me getting everyone up, and cleaning the room. "Oh sorry (y/n). We were going to let you sleep in more, since you stayed up late cleaning" Rita's soft voice reached my ears. I wave her off with a smile showing her that it's alright.