ymir x reader

-CHAPTER FIVE-

"Where we going?" Armin asks. I had dragged him to the car with me without explaining why.

"We have to pick up Andy, my parents are hurting her and I'm not going to stand by and let it happen." I explain, focusing on the road.

"I thought how they treated me was bad." I continued. "I shouldn't have left her to live with them alone.

"It's not your fault." Armin tries to comfort me.

My parents lived two hours away, but I was speeding, hoping to get there as soon as possible.

"Y/N, please slow down." Armin begs as he grabs the door handle.

I didn't slow down, I had to get there. My parents were only bound to get worse. A few punches could turn into a few kicks, a few things thrown, a few times Andy is knocked out. I can't let that happen.

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An hour and a half later, I pull into my childhood driveway. I hadn't been there in a few years, yet I didn't sit to soak it all in. I got out of the car immediately, leaving Armin to sit by himself. There wasn't time to feel bad for him, he would be fine.

I don't knock, I open the door abruptly and walk inside. My mom and dad are sitting on the couch, watching tv.

The both stand up, wide eyed.

"Y/N?" My dad says.

"Did you hit Andy?" I ask immediately, my voice full of rage.

"No, of course not. We would never do that. How dare you accuse us of such things?" My mom lies.

"Cut the bullshit." I snap. "Neither of you are suited to take care of a child."

They both look at me, offended.

My mom speaks up again. "You have no right to come back to us after years just to wrongly accuse us of hitting our daughter. You've officially ruined Christmas, Y/N. Good job."

Before I can say anything back, my dad joins in.

"To make matters worse, your dressed like a whore."

I was ready to scream and curse at him, I was so heated I could feel my steam rising from my ears. Fortunately for the next door neighbors, Andy ran down the stairs, causing me to shut up.

She held a bag, filled so much I was surprised she could zip it. Her voice was red and her makeup was smeared. She immediately ran into my arms, embracing me in a hug.

My mother starts laughing hysterically, my dad joins her.

"What? You think you can just take her home with you?" My mom says through dramatic giggles.

"Yeah, actually. I do." I reply, dragging Andy out the door.

My mom and dad immediately run towards us, attempting to grab Andy. When they fail to reach her, they grab me instead. Their grip is tight and I can't get away.

"Go." I say to Andy. "My car is unlocked."

She nods and runs away. I turn around and swing, sending my fist into my fathers jaw. The second my hand comes in contact with his cold skin, spit flies from his mouth. He lets go of me to caress his face. My mom also lets go, trying to comfort him.

"What have you done?!" She screams.

"Now you know how Andy feels." I say before running away, slamming the door behind me.

I jump into the car and start it. Andy is sitting in the back, panting. Armin looks absolutely horrified.

"What the fuck was that?" He exclaims.