Homestuck x Abused!reader

Chapter 1

"Daddy?"
"Go to bed, y/n"
"But dad"
"It's too late for you to be up. You have to go to preschool tomorrow. Please, y/n, go to bed!"
"Daddy, I just wanna know why momma's crying." You looked up at your father. You always looked up at him, even when he was sitting down. He was 6'7, and of course, your role model. He worked hard, respected people, was respected, and despite you being so young, you knew he tried hard. You could see he was overworking in his tired eyes, and now your mother was crying. Your father bent down and laid a reassuring kiss on your cheek.
"Sweetheart, your mother has just need stressed lately. She needs sleep and so do you. Hurry along now." He pat your back. You sadly walked up into your room and shut the door. Instead of shutting it all the way, you left a crack open. Pressing your face against the doorframe, you listened.
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"No. I just can't do it! I want you to take y/n and take her far away!! I a danger to this family. He is threatening us. Threading to hurt her!"
"He won't hurt her. I have a gun and some common sense. He'll have to think twice before hurting her."
"But he knows! About her birth! He knows she is special!!"
"Our daughter is NORMAL. Nothing is wrong with her. Ok?"
"You always say that. But you know! Stop trying to hide it. Those people are out to get her, and I don't care how safe this neighborhood is. They have found us."
"THERE IS NOTHING SPECIAL ABOUT HER!!"
All you heard was silence. You couldn't understand. Were they talking about you? And if so, why was daddy yelling? And what's wrong with being special? Are you special? Do you have fire fairy powers?
"Don't mention any of this too anyone. Got it?"
"Yes."
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"Hey momma?"
"Yes honey?"
"How come uncle isn't here?"
"He had something to do."
"Ok then!"
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Your eyes overflowed with tears as he beat you more. His hard fist kitting your back. Curling up into a ball shape maybe wasn't the best idea. But he was hitting your back, so it would be easier to cover up the marks. There was one thing you were thinking about. And that was your utter despise towards your parents. Where the fuck were they? And why had the left you too this monster? Your thought was crudely interrupted by a heavy blow to the side. You felt the wind being knocked out of you. Dammit! He was wearing shoes today. He caught you on your back and grabbed you by the collar of your shirt. Slapping you before you were able to wiggle out of his grasp and onto the floor. Your parents told you it was for, "the better" but how was this better? And then they went and. Disappeared off the face of the earth. You hated them. But no matter how much you hated them, you would always despise your uncle more. He loomed over you, disgust on his face. You winced, expecting a blow, but it was over. You saw him take a swig of whiskey from the table. He then promptly fell on the couch. A few minutes later, snoring was all that was heard.
You were only fourteen. You didn't deserve this hell. But maybe, you did. You limped back to your tiny, cold room. Grabbing your bag, you say on the mattress on the floor and begun doing homework. If you slacked on school, it was a replay of today. Tears fell from your eyes, staining your math textbook. You wanted your night in shinning armor to pick you up and carry you away. But by now, he would have probably turned his horse around.
It was the same boring aching process. Getting up, putting on makeup, your old (favorite band/tv show) shirt, some jeans, and a fraying sweatshirt. But when you got to class. Something was awaiting you.
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AHA! First chapter!! Done! Note: this is going to have a lot more swearing in it, so, yeah. -Maddi.