Reader X crush One Shots

Abusive

(Y/n) = your name
(C/n) = crush name
(S/m) = step mom name
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Requested from: Ginger_Gamer

Your dad died in a robbery at a jewelry store to marry your "step mom." But since he never married or proposed to (s/m), she adopted you. Your birth mom died once she had you. Now that your dad left, it became a living hell for you. You don't call (s/m) mom. She abuses you. Hits, kick, slap, and punch you all lot.

One time, your history teacher noticed a bruise on your right wrist. He asked you how you got that. Of course you lied, saying that you dropped something heavy on your wrist. He doesn't believe you when he asks you where you get all the bruises from.

You were at home, locked in your room. (S/m) wasn't home. You didn't want to go out of your room. You heard a car come up. You peeked out of your window and saw your step mom's car. "Shit." You mumbled. Then you saw her coming out. You started to panic. "Okay (y/n), stay calm. Just ask her. Ask her." You whispered to yourself.

Your crush, (c/n) invited you to a movie to go see. It was tonight. You gulped. You had to do this. You heard the front door shut. You opened your bedroom door and went out. You saw (s/m) walking to the kitchen.

She never makes dinner for you. You either have to eat her scraps, make it yourself, or buy food for yourself. You walked up to her. "Uh, miss (s/m)." You said. She ignored.

"(S/m).." you whispered. You saw her swaying back and forth.

She's drunk.

You went up to her. You were about to pat her shoulder, until a frying pan knocked you down. You fell back. Your right side of your head hurts. She looked down at you.

"Never.. eve-ever *hic* bother me while eating. And yo-you're e-ea *hic* eating with me." She slurred. "I-I was meaning to ask you this.. can I-I go t-to the movies with a-a friend." You said, stuttering.

She glared down at you. "N-no!" Then threw the pan at you. You groaned in pain. Then she went up to you, kicking you. You curled up in a ball and cried.

Later~

It was almost time to go to the movies. One more hour to be exact. "(Y/n)! Come and eat you selfish brat!" (S/m) yelled. You gulped and went to the dining room. You saw mash potatoes, chicken, rice, and wine. Two wine cups.

"Sit down." She smirked. You gulped and sat across from her. She sat down and smiled. "You said you're going to the movies with.. a friend?"

"Y-yes ma'am." You nodded.

"Do I know this friend?"

"N-no ma'am."

She nodded and poured wine in both cups. "Here." She handed you a wine. "I- I'm too young to drink. I'm barely (your age)." She laughed. "Don't be silly! I won't tell a soul you drank."
You gulped and took it.

"Dig in." You looked down at your food. You saw her looking at you.

I don't have a good feeling about this. You thought. You then picked up the mash potatoes and ate it. You heard (s/m) chuckle.

Once you finished you had horrible pain in your stomach. You were lying on your stomach and whimpered in pain. "Oh, and you may go with your friend." (S/m) laughed.

Your phone rang. "H-hello?" You groaned. "(Y/n)? Are you feeling alright?" You heard (c/n). "U..uh.." your vision was getting blurry. "Y-yeah." You groaned. Your stomach was killing you. "Are you sure? We could always watch the movie an-" "n-no. I'm alright." You lied.

"Okay... I'm outside your house." "B-bye." You hung up. You stood up carefully and panted. This pain was killing your stomach. You got up and went to the front door. "Have fun." (S/m) said. You shot a glare at her. She smiled and waved bye.

You saw (c/n). "(Y/n)!" He/she ran to you. You held onto him/her. "You don't look so good." You shook your head. "L-let's go." You whispered. (C/n) frowned. Yo were about to go in the passenger seat, until you fainted. "(Y/n)!" You vision was getting dark. "(Y/n)! Hey! Stay with me!" You heard (c/n). But he/she sounded far away.

Later~

You woke up in a bed, you heard people. You looked around and saw machines and a curtain around you. "Where am I? What happened?" You said out loud.

"Well miss/mister (last name)," you heard a female voice. The curtain opened and there was a lady. "You got poisoned. And you're in the hospital." She smiled at you. "What?" You looked at her.

"Your boyfriend/girlfriend brought you here. He/she said you fainted and your stomach was swollen. It was a sign of being poisoned." She looked at you. "Am I.. okay now?" She nodded. "Want me to call your boyfriend/girlfriend?" You blushed at boyfriend/girlfriend. "Y-yeah." She nodded and went out.

You looked up and thought about stuff.

Is (s/m) trying to kill me? Is that why she actually invited me over for dinner this once? She hates my guts, I knew it.

"(Y/n)?" You saw (c/n). "Hey." You turned to him/her. "You're alright!" He/she hugged you. You winced in pain. "Oh gosh. I'm sorry." He/she said. You smiled at him/her. "It's alright." Then he/she did the unexpected. He/she kissed you.

"Sorry." He/she pulled away. "No, it's alright." You tugged on his/her shirt. He/she smiled down at you.

"Miss/mister (your last name). Is (s/m) (last name) your foster mom?" The doctor came in with a police officer. "Yes." You said.

"The policewoman is gonna ask you question. (C/n), let's go." The doctor said. "I'll see you later." He/she pecked a kiss on your lips.

"So, miss/mister (l/n)." You looked at woman. "Yes?" You said.

"What happened?" She asked. "What do you mean by that?" "How did you get poisoned?" You remembered the food. "Food." You whispered.

"Food? What kind?" She looked at you. "(S/m) invited me to eat with her. She never invites me to eat with her. She never makes dinner for me. She either makes me eat her scraps, like bones with a little bit of food in it, makes me cook my own, or I have to buy food for myself. Today, she gave me chicken, mash potatoes, rice, and wine." The police officer raised a brown at her.

"She gave you wine? Did you ask for it?" You shook your head. "I told her I didn't want it and I'm too young to drink. But she still gave it to me, I didn't drink it. Only a sip and didn't touch it." She nodded. "What tasted funny? Like the food?" "The mash potatoes." You said.

"Is there anything else you'd like to say? Like those bruises and hand marks?" She pointed to your cheek. You touched it and remembered about the pan. "She hurts me. Kick, slap, punch me. She abuses me." She stood up. "Thank you." Then she left.

You looked at a board in front of you. You saw your name and both papers on the bottom of it. It said poisoned and concussion.

"A concussion? Well shit." You touched your head.

Later~

(S/m) was arrested and you had new parents. "I'm mark, and this is Lisa." The man said. You smiled. "I'm (y/n)." (C/n) was next to you. "We're your new foster parents. I hope that's alright." Lisa said. You grinned. "It's alright. Just.. don't hurt me." You rubbed your arm. You had a bandage wrapped around your head. "We won't lay a finger on you." Mark said. "Thank you." You said. "You could pick out your room. We just moved in." Lisa said. You nodded.

You and (c/n) went in. "Hey, I'm sorry about yesterday." (C/n) said. "What?" You looked at him/her. "Kissing you. I don't think you liked it." You pulled (c/n) and kissed him/her passionately. You both stayed like that for 10 seconds. "No," you pulled away. "I loved it." You picked your room.

In days later, they became your foster parents, and you dated (c/n). He/she swore to protect no matter what the cost is.

A/n: sorry if you don't like it. I tried to make it different since I had another one about you being abused. Sorry.