Warnings: Strong words. Mentioning rape. I think that's all. Enjoy loves❤️
Y/n's pov I didn't even tell you guys about my parents hah. My mom died giving me birth, and dad.. well he always blamed me for it. He hated me. But i got my revenge. Let me tell you my story.
Flashbacks. Y/n's pov "YOUR MOM DIED BECAUSE OF YOU! Why? Why her? WHY NOT YOU!! You are just a worthless bitch who will be nothing." My dad yelled at me. I'm 7 years old. My mom died giving me birth and my dad is a big alcoholic because of that. I lived with my grandparents but when they died, my dad took me
He use to beat me with his strap and throw beer glasses on the floor. Which of course i cleaned up everytime. Again.. I'm 7 years old. "COME DOWN NOW!" My dad shouted at me. I was in my room curled in a ball. I knew what was going to happen. I knew if i don't go down to my dad he'll punish me even more. But i froze. I couldn't move. That day, he beat me till i fell unconscious because of the pain. I'm guessing our neighbor called the police. They took me to the hospital.
The revenge. I grabbed the man that once i called my daddy. I put a bag on his head and put him in the car. I knew exactly where should i give my revenge for him. So i drove there.
I lift him up, well i'm strong. And went in the abandoned house and opened the door. The whole place was a big mess. The furnitures were still in the exact place. The place i called home was still looked the same. I went deep into my mind thinking about the things has happened here in this house. "W-where am i?" Suddenly the man asked. "Oh you'll see." i said. "W-who are you? Why are you doing this?" He kept asking. "Hah you don't know me? That's a shame." I said.
I grabbed on of the old chairs which surprisingly still in one piece. I sat father down and pull off the bag. "Now you know me?" I said smirking. "N-no i-i don't think so ma'am." he said. "OMG! MA'AM? Father since when you were so kind?" I said laughing. "Fa- y/n? wow you grew up my child." He said now smiling. I guess i know where i got the psychopathy. "Don't call me that. Now after this sweet reunion i should remind you what you did to me yea?" I asked teasingly.
His smile dropped which made me smile more. "I-i was drunk i didn't think okay? You know i love you come on!" He said manipulatively. "Oh daddy.. I loved you i really did but you only showed me hate. And caused pain. So it's only gonna be fair if i do the same." I said.
I pulled out a strap. Yes, i love straps. I looked at my father deep into his disgusting eyes. "Is this familiar to you?" i asked. His eyes went wide seeing the strap he used to beat me with. "I guess you do." I chuckled. "You're still live your life like nothing happened! And i'm living my shit life! One of the reason is BECAUSE OF YOU!" I yelled. I grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head revealing my old scars that the man gave me. "Battle scars they say. Right?" i said.
My father couldn't even form a word he was helpless and scared. I loved every second of this and i'm just getting started. "You know.. After mom died.. I WAS the one who cleaned up after YOU! I WAS the one who cooked for you! I WAS the one who took care of you and FIND you sleeping in the streets drunk! I-i really cared and loved you! Even after the things you said!" I yelled and felt tears fighting to come out. "And i-i did this all at the age of 7! age of fucking 7! After one year i got raped! And i can go on. So don't tell me your life is worse than mine.
I saw my dad crying. Pathetic. "Aw why the cry?" I asked with a evil smile. "I-i uh-" He stuttered. "I agree." I said and with all my strength i collect the strap with his stomach. I kept hitting him till the chair cracked and he fell down. I laughed at his red puffy eyes. "YOU ARE WORTHLESS DAD!" I said laughing.
"P-please stop hurting me please i-i'm sorry for everything!" He sobbed. "Oh man just what i said to you. What you're sorry will do?! give my childhood back?" I said. And continue to hit him in everywhere i could. He fell unconscious from the pain. "Hmm i love revenge." I said smiling.
I started pouring oil all over the place and of course all over my father. When i reached outside i quickly shot at the oil on the ground and started running away as fast as i could. When i was far enough a saw the whole house which was my home was on fire. With the man who took away my childhood. I smiled at the sight and took a photo of it.
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Then i called the fire department.
Revenge ends.
Y/n's pov So that was the story of my parents. I'm sure my dad died. Okay see you soon!
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