Hello Again (Undertaker x reader)

3. The poor house

The poor house is a place for cheap labour; no one shows you any mercy if you get hurt or even die. It's been five days, since my acquaintance with the mortician. Every night I pray for lightning striking him dead, I know it's not nice to wish harm to others. But instead of helping me, he sends me straight to hell. The slap is nothing in compare I would do to him now, if I could escape this hell hole. I have seen many children die in these past few days; it was a terrible sight to watch. I was pretty lucky though, I might be dirty, hungry, and smelly and I still have all my limbs but...I am alive.

To our luck, every half a year they sell off children to workers as apprentices or just another cheap slave to work to the bone. But even so, it's a ticket out. Everyone is fighting for the bit and pieces of water and soap, to present themselves well to the customers. I had bad luck this time, the soap was used and the water was dirty and thick as mud, no use to wash it with. Tears streamed down my face as I sat in the corner pushing my legs towards me and cower, as my chance to be taken away shatters minute by minute. As all of a sudden hand appeared, it grabbed on to my shoulder shaking me a little. I didn't move, all I wanted is to die in peace. "Hehehe, it seems that you are a tough one, deary"

I know that sound, all too well.

I raised my head to meet the man who caused all this. All the anger came up to me as I pressed my teeth together "You..."

The next I pushed him backwards as he fell onto his back, knocking his head off. I sat on him and grabbed on to his coat. "How dare you show your face here" He only smiled ... this is it. I clenched my fight and began to beat him up. One side then the other, he didn't seem to defend himself as he let me do this to him. I didn't understand this and stopped "What do you want from me? Haven't I suffered enough? Do you like that? Huh?" He didn't reply.

I got off him and went back in to the corner. A minute later I heard him move; he dusted himself off and put his head back on his head. The next he was back in my face, with that smile I hated. "I am looking for assistance for my shop and you seem perfect for the job." This time he didn't laugh, no, he sounded...serious. "There are plenty of other children you can take, so why me?"

"You have enough will to survive this place, you seen things horrible to even look at and... you have plenty of strength to beat me up...what more do I need? Hehehe"

There he goes, he's back again.

There is no doubt about it; he wanted me as an apprentice. He paid the fee and pulled me towards the coach. It was really happening, I was out. Although my next problem was this man, there is no way I will live or work with him. He didn't say anything during the ride, so I have plenty of time to plan ...my escape.

Let's see...