Bloody Radio {Alastor x Reader}

Tramatizing Past

⚠Traumatic trigger warning⚠

Y/n Pov
I hear footsteps coming up the stairs. It must be the boys but I can't stop crying. It happened so long ago but it feels like yesterday. Someone walks in the door but I don't bother to look up. I calm myself a little when a hand pats my back. I look up out of curiosity and see Husk at the door and that must mean Alastor is next to me.

Y/n
"The logo on my back"

Husk
"What about it?"

Y/n
"Do you wanna hear a story?"

Husk
"Sure, kid"

(You can play the song now if ya haven't started it, the song starts at 0:31)

I take a deep breath and hold my knees. Husk and Alastor stares at me while I begin to tell the horrid tale of my past.

Y/n
"My twin and I were 12 at the time, abusive fathers are common, they shouldn't be but they are. My dad came home one night, drunk off his ass, yelling at my mom and abusing her. Normally we would go to our shared room and lock the door but I was so over it, I loved my mom and didn't want her to get hurt anymore. So I interfered and pushed my dad off her. My dad grabbed me by my hair, yelling and screaming at me saying he wished I were never born. My twin tried to help me but he ended up getting grabbed too. He took us to the basement and left us there, we were probably left there for hours until we got tired. We fell asleep holding each other for warmth.

I woke up cold with my hands chained to a pole that supports the house, naked. I couldn't see in the dark so I didn't know if my twin was still there. I went back to sleep and waited for the sun to rise through the little window in the basement. I awake to the clanking of a chain, it's my twin across the basement, naked with his hands chained to an identical pole and his mouth taped shut. I call to him telling him that I'll make a code since he can't talk. It took a minute but we made on, 1 chain clank mean no, 2 means yes, 3 means I hear someone, 4 means are you okay, 5 means I'm cold and 6 means I'm hungry.

A few minutes after that my brother clank his chain 3 times. We pretended we're asleep as my dad made headed downstairs. He kicked me a few times in the gut and laughed villainous as I gasped for air. He goes back upstairs but quickly comes back with something glowing red and a few more people. The people held me as I thrashed around and as my dad pressed the hot iron branding tool on my back. Engraving me with a pentagram and walking over to do the same to my brother. My brother clanked his chains 4 times. I said yes and asked him the same. We starved for a few weeks then he took my brother upstairs.

I stayed down there for years. My dad fed me each time I was on the brink of starving to death. Every week I would get raped by him or by a friend of his. I turned 14 in that basement and on the night of my birthday my brother came to get me. He said he didn't mean to leave me down here for so long but he needed to get stronger to help me. My dad was the same when I went upstairs, drunk off his ass, sleep. I went to turn on the gas stove before I went upstairs to get some clothes on. I came back down with matches from my dad's room. My twin had dads gun, shot him in the knee caps before we ran out of the now burning house."

That was only half the story no need to tell the rest, right? I put my head on my knees to calm myself. Husk finds his way to the bed beside me.

Y/n
"You can look at the branding if you want"

Husk and Alastor, out of curiosity looked at my back. They ran their fingers along the branding too as I shuddered. Alastor gives me my clothes, I get up to throw them on.

Husk
"Why would he do that?"

Y/n
"He hated us since we were born"

Husk
"You have a twin?"

Y/n
"Yes, he lives at my house right now with his crush, we can go see him tomorrow."

Husk
"Last question, what happened to your mom?"

Y/n
"I don't know. She probably ran out when my dad threw us downstairs."

They instantly hug me since I have clothes on now. I laugh at their antics, I'm glad that Vox and I are safe now.

Y/n
"What's your thoughts, Al"

Alastor
"That's a terrible thing to do to a child"

Y/n
"Yeah it is and you thought being a serial killer was bad"

Alastor
"Your dad would have been my first victim"

Y/n
"Well, my dad was my brother and I, first victim we've killed together, we killed together for a while"

Husk
"Why'd did you stop killing together?"

Y/n
"I decided to start singing and dancing and he decided to go back to school"

Husk
"You can sing and dance?"

Y/n
"That's how Alastor and I met"

Husk
"Another story? Ugh"

Y/n
"Not a long one"

Husk
"Fine"

Y/n
"I was singing in the speakeasy I work at and I guess I caught his attention"

Alastor
"She got ahold of my attention with her angelic singing, I saw her progressing her way to the bar and decided to follow"

Y/n
"I was talking to the bartender, who is also my friend, I ordered my intoxicant and the bartender walked off, then I felt a tap on my shoulders"

Alastor
"I tapped on her shoulder since I didn't pay attention to what her name was. While we were conversing Mimzy was on and she was furious I didn't pay attention to her show"

Y/n
"I opposed Mimzy so I pretended I was Alastor's gal and ran out with him"

Alastor
"We took a stroll to my home and she stayed the night since it was late"

Y/n
"Since we pretended to date I asked him to be with me, kinda"

Alastor
"And I agreed to give her a chance"

That was possibly one of the best moments of my life.

Husk
"Do you know tha- "

Y/n
"Shhh, you can ask tomorrow, for now, let's sleep"

Husk
"Yea sure"

Husk begins to walk out the door with Alastor following not that far behind.

Y/n
"We're sleeping up here, I'm too emotionally tired to sleep on Alastor's chest"

They smile and go downstairs, they come back up with the covers. I sleep in the middle of the bed between the boys. I guess we're visiting my brother faster than I expected.

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