summary: you need him to help you with your abusive parents.
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" y/n get the fuck out of there you useless piece of shit" my mother charged into my bedroom, grabbing me by the hair.
she dragged me into the kitchen, ignoring my screams of pain. i got thrown onto my father's shoes, he grabbed my jaw, not caring about snapping my neck.
" where are my pills " he spat into my face, making him smirk at my red eyes.
" it hurts huh?" he said, grabbing onto my neck, making my bruises show more.
someone walked into the front door, " hel-" they said, right before seeing the commotion.
it was ruel, my boyfriend.
" what the fuck are you doing?" he yelled, walking up to my father.
" who the fuck do you think you are, barging into my house like that" my father snapped into his face, ruel not even caring that he might kill him.
" someone who can call the authorities on you" ruel snapped back, walking towards me.
he softly grabbed my hand and walked me to the door just before my mother pulled on my hair, making us stop.
ruel, who was already full of rage, decided to go closer to my mothers face.
" keep that worthless whore, i don't even want to call her my daughter." my mother stared at me.
my father shoved her out of the way and glared at him, " give me back my daughter"
" fuck off cunt" ruel yelled, just before swinging his lanky arm at my dad's face.
he smiled at the sight of my dad grasping his eye, then he pulled me out of the house and into the driveway, near his car.
" you little shitheads come back here!" my dad yelled.
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" why didn't you tell me he said, carrying you to the bathroom vanity.
ruel grabbed the first aid box hiding under his bed. " i-i was scared" i finally spoke after a few hours.
he was looking at my bruises on my neck, " why were you scared love, i will always be here for you."
" i don't honestly know, i was scared that if you knew too my father would hurt you." i said, wincing from him pressing onto the purple marks.
" i'm sorry i didn't know earlier" he sighed, putting the box away and walking me to his bed.
ruel went into his closet and gave me hoodie to wear, " you need to be emancipated"
( for all of you who don't know what that means is when a child under 18 is freed from their parents/guardian)
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i'm not going to write a part two about this because i don't know how it goes
