♤ Chapter One ♤

2.1K 66 45
                                    

»»————- ★ ————-««

Trigger Warning

Domestic Abuse [ Not by the brothers ]

Gang Violence

Sexual Themes

Homicide/Genocide

Suicide

This story is not for the faint of heart. Please proceed with caution.

»»————- ★ ————-««

Y/n hit the ground with a thud as she held her hands over her face in a protective way. She was breathing heavily, not daring to cry.

"Don't snap back at me again! You hear me?!" Y/n felt a chill run up her spine as the loud and booming voice shouted, his thudding footsteps hitting the cement as he went up the stairs and slammed the door. Her lips quivered, and she lowered her hands.

With the death of her mother 3 years ago, Y/n's father spiraled downwards. He'd leave the house to go drinking and sleep with random women, messing around until late hours and then coming home a drunk bastard. He started to take out his anger on her by shouting at first, but it gradually turned physical, and now she was just some rag doll in his eyes.

Shakily, Y/n inspected her body of any wounds. There were countless bruises on her body, cuts, and marks on her body from the pain inflicted on her by her father. She gritted her teeth angrily, but knew there was nothing she'd be able to do. She was on the brink, she couldn't wait 6 more months until she would turn 18.

Sooner or later, she was going to run away.

Y/n was allowed in the basement, that was where she lived. She'd have to crawl up the dirty staircase that lead out onto the side of the house where she would walk to school. Her senior year had just started, but it wasn't going how she planned.

She weakly got up from the ground and then got onto her bed. She pulled the blanket close up to her face, finally allowing herself to cry. She wanted nothing more than to be with her mom, to have her hug her and tell her that everything would be okay.

Y/n eyed the roll of quarters sitting on the washing machine. There was no one around, so it must've been forgotten about. She looked around and then swiped it, putting it into her pocket as she threw her school uniform into the washer. She opening the roll and popped a quarter in, watching it swirl around.

After washing and drying her clothes, she went into the bathroom and changed, putting her casual clothes into her school uniform which was a long sleeved white collared shirt with a red plaid tie and a matching plaid skirt, as well as black thigh high stockings. She secured her bag on her shoulders and started her short walk to school. It was a cloudy and groggy morning, the autumn leaves blowing throughout the cold breeze that passed through.

She was suddenly startled as she felt someone slap their hands on her shoulders, "Heyy!" She was relieved that it was her best friend since.. diapers.. Yamane.

All characters are made on Picrew. The art does not belong to me.

 The art does not belong to me

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Inferno ~Yandere Boys x Reader~Where stories live. Discover now