A/n: I have zero excuse for being late updating other than being lazy \('^')/ *table flips* im srry...
anyway, story!
CAUTION! THERE IS PROVOKING SELF HARM IN THIS CHAPTER! IF YOU DO NOT WISH TO READ THAT THEN I AM SORRY!
YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
I AM NOT PROMOTING SELF-HARM. IT IS A SERIOUS THING THAT SHOULD BE DEALT WITH. IF YOU ARE THINKING ABOUT SELF-HARM, TALK TO SOMEONE AT LEAST BEFORE HAND.
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Your POV
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Your vision just turned black as images of...someones.... life went through the darkness that clouded your sight. You felt cool tears slide down your face as you see what he had done. What Zane- No Garte- did to you. You fell into something before you felt the oddly familiar feeling of floating in siren bliss.
~~~~~~~~~No more than 5 minutes later~~~~~~~~~~
You woke up slowly. Nothing blocking your vision. Nothing to scare you. The only thing that felt wrong was the overwhelming images from your past.
Suddenly another wave hit you. This time of your father. Of your mother.
~~~~~~~~Flashback. You are 10~~~~~~~~
You sit shivering in the living room corner as your dad takes off his belt to whip you with. You close your eyes tightly just waiting, pleading for it to start and end. But it never came that night.
"Stop it!" your mother yelled. You knew she was covered in her own blood already on the couch. "You can beat me but lay a hand on her and...and I'll...I'll call the cops this time!" she said. You could hear in her voice that she was shaking and weak already. Yet she stood up to him.
Your father audibly whips his head towards her and lets out string of curse words. He said in a slurred voice, "Talk like that to me again and you won't be able to talk again b*tch." she shrunk ever so slightly back but then stood up quivering, fighting for her life.
"I am aloud to state my opinion. You can't stop me from talking. You won't. If you hurt MY daughter then lets just say that you will not like the consequences." she said her face darkening. You noticed her left hand glowing a faint black.
Father walked over to you and you backed up unto you couldn't any more. He raised the belt high to beat you but a black glow surrounded him and threw him away. Mother chuckled. "I guess you didn't take my advice." she said her voice dripping with anger and pure hatred for this...thing. Could you even call him a man?
The last thing you saw was father lunge at her holding a broken beer bottle and somehow in someway, almost completely slitting her head off.
Your father just sat down on the couch smiling for gods sake. You could hardly believe what he did.
Your mother was just killed in front of your very eyes.
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You felt more tears trailing down your face. Hiccups erupting from your mouth. Your bottom lip quivering. How could you have lived through that before?
How did I find the will to live?
You slowly but surely got up from your bed legs wobbling as you went to your connected bathroom. You grab some scissors on the way there.
YOU ARE READING
Caged
Fanfiction"Hearts are wild creatures, that's why our ribs are caged." -Anonymous ~~~~~~~~~~ A PDH au Zane x Reader ~~~~~~~~~~ WARNING: THIS BOOK MAY CONTAIN SOME SELF-HARM AND VIOLENCE! NOT A LOTS BUT SOME! Credit to ThatPsychoWoman for the awesome cover.
