The stories continue//COTC scenarios

Eliza + Abused! Nonbinary! Reader

2/25/22

Keys:
(Y/N):Your name
(L/N):Last name
(MF/N):Mothers friends name
(H/C):Hair color

You sat stilly in your bedroom, avoiding your mother. You knew she was upset and you were scared she would lash out on you. Last night, your mother had learnt that your father had died in a car accident but that wasn’t all she learnt. She ended up learning that he had cheated on her with another woman so, your mother wasn’t happy with this. When you walked out your room to tell her you were hungry so she could make you some dinner, she told you to go back to your room before you could say what you needed, so you did what you were told.

Luckily she didn’t starve you and ordered you pizza probably cause she didn’t have the energy to cook. But she didn’t really eat with you, she just stayed in her room. But later that day you overheard your mother talking with her friend on the phone. “I swear, (MF/N) why did (Y/N) have to look so much like their horrible father!? This kid is practically a spitting image of someone I want to rip apart!”Your mother angrily said over the phone, “Look, I know you hated…You know who, but your kid isn’t him you can’t control whose genes your kid gets''Your mothers friend said, “Ugh…I know, I just can’t believe he’d throw away so many years together! Did our days at that creek mean nothing?!”Your mother said.

You did a sad look and walked to your room, was your mom saying she didn’t like how you looked? You sighed and went out the door to hang out with the tea timers at the creek, they were your only friends and you knew they wouldn’t say anything bad about how you looked. So, you went to the willow tree where the tea timers hung out. “(Y/N)! You’re here!”Jane cheered seeing you, “I am…My mom is just being a total butt…”You said, “Ya wanna talk about it?”George asked, pouring you some tea, “Yep…”You sighed sitting down as Eliza pushed your chair in for you, she was the one tea timer you were most close with. You took a sip of your tea then started ranting about how your mom has been after your dad died and that you were starting to think you were too much like your dad. Luckily, they all knew how to make you feel better. They ended up spending this day at the creek doing things you liked and even got to try different teas and drinks you were interested in making but couldn’t do it without help.

Just when George was trying a new soothie you saw on social media you wanted to make, the dinner horn rang and dinner was here. You just hoped your mom wasn’t too drained to make you dinner. When you got home she just microwaved you a microwavable dinner and told you to eat. Oh well, it’s better than nothing…

After a month, you’ve been spending your days at the creek with Eliza, Jane and George since your mother was too upset to do anything, all you know about your mom and dad is that they used to play at the creek when they were younger, they got older, fell in love and had you. This morning you were about to head to the creek to hang out with the tea timers, you were already going when suddenly a cold hand was placed on your shoulder. “(Y/N), where are you going?”Your mother asked standing behind you, her hand not losing touch with your shoulder. “I-I’m just going to the creek…”You said, this conversation with your mother felt like it was getting more and more unsettling. There was an uncomfortable silence until your mother turned you away from the door and said something. “The creek is full of terrible kids, next thing you know when you find a creek kid that you think you can trust, they’re running after someone they think is better than you…Anyways, you won’t be at the creek anymore, that’s where I met your father and look how that ended…”Your mother said walking you away from the door.

You glanced to the door in panic, no longer going to the creek and seeing your friends? “But mom! I wanna see my friends-”You tried pleading but your mother shut you up. “No, (Y/N). I am a mother, a mother protects her children from dangers like your father. And the creek is how I ended up with a monster”Your mother said as you hoped she wasn’t calling you a monster since you knew she was complaining about how you inherited mainly your dad's traits. A man she hated now, you couldn’t imagine a life without your friends. They were the people you went to all the time, why did your mother have to be like this? The tea timers will probably think you’ve abandoned them.