WARNING: TOPIC OF ABUSE BROUGHT UP IN THE STORY.
READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION.
A/N: This is my first attempt at writing a song fic, so please forgive me. The song and plot were requested by a friend of mine, I know this story is pretty bad, so if you guys have any tips, let me know!
*The timeline kinda jumps forward quite a bit towards the last half. I apologize if you guys don't like that.*
Word Count: 2255
(G/n): Random name
(S/n): Son's name
Let it go, let it go
Can't hold it back anymore
Let it go, let it go
Turn my back and slam the door
The put downs and screaming become too much. A ceramic bowl goes airborne, just barely missing (Y/n)'s head. She doesn't scream; all the abuse - verbal and physical - had broken her long ago. (Y/n) ducks and sidesteps as more tableware are being flung at her.
"You monster," screams her father as he hurls a handful of forks. The eating utensils hit and shatter the kitchen window, but anger and fear blinds the man. He continues his assault, a bottle of whiskey in hand as he growls out insult after insult. "I regret ever agreeing to having a child! You've made our lives miserable! All you do is eat and sleep, draining away the money that we earn! Never once have you ever thanked us!"
Even though it is only her mother who works to support the household, (Y/n)'s father takes full credit each time the subject is brought up. Despite being a alcoholic with a temper, (Y/n)'s mother does nothing to stop her husband from hurting their daughter. She shares the same, small minded views has him. The only difference is that her father shows his dislike while her mother stands back and watches.
All of (Y/n)'s pent up emotions threaten to burst. She can no longer stand back and allow for her parents to push her around. The idea of using her magic against her father is extremely tempting, but as much as she despises him, (Y/n) cannot bring herself to harm him. Instead, she leaves.
The snow blows white on the mountain tonight
Not a footprint to be seen
A kingdom of isolation and it looks like I'm the queen
The wind is howling like the swirling storm inside
Couldn't keep it in
Heaven knows I try
With nothing but the clothes on her back, (Y/n) runs off into the mountains. Around her, soft flakes of snow swirl around her in a blizzard. Every step into the snow becomes covered in a fresh layer, leaving no traces of her whereabouts. The the storm seems to follow and, as if the frozen crystals are sentient, gain more strength as (Y/n)'s anger boils. Her emotions channeling into the weather around her surprises (Y/n).
Don't let them in, don't let them see
Be the good girl you always had to be
Conceal, don't feel, don't let them know
Well now they know
In her mind, (Y/n) is conflicted. She wants to hide away herself, her emotions, and go back to town, apologize to her father, and return back to the life she had, but that is not an option. Her father would simply hurt her even further.
"Maybe he'll see you as a good girl," she tries to convince herself, though her thoughts would never become a reality.
Let it go, let it go
Can't hold you back anymore
Let it go, let it go
Turn my back and slam the door
After hours of sulking in the shelter of an old, withering tree trunk, (Y/n) makes the decision to continue her journey up the mountains, into the unknown. Her feet grow tired from trudging through the snow, but she puts up with the conditions, keeping an image of future happiness in mind.
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