(Brw you are 16 in the story, this is a High school Au)
Y/N was casually walking home from another day at school and unlocked the door to her Mum's house.
"Mum! I'm home!" She yelled, waiting for a response. "Mum?"
"God, I'm stuck with this piece of shit." She grumbled.
"Mum, what do you-" Y/N asked, but was cut off by a slap to the cheek.
Tears threatened to spill, but she held them in.
She watched her take a swig of the alcohol in her hand.
"M-mum?" My voice cracked as tears fell.
"Ugh." She groaned as I spoke and ignored me and laid on the sofa.
"WHY DIDN'T HE TAKE YOU!" She screamed at me, referencing to my step-dad that had left with my brother; Jacob, and my sister; Brooke. (Sorry if that isn't your Sibling(s) name(s) that's just my siblings)
"I'm sorry...." My voice trailed off.
She looked at me with pure hatred and stormed over to Me.
She began furiously kicking me in the stomach and arms.
"Mum please!" I wailed in between sobs.
"That'll teach you to be such a disappointment!" She yelled angrily as she punched my face. "Now GET OUT OF MY SIGHT!" She screamed.
I scurried to my feet and bolted to my room.
I got changed into my black leggings and black hoodie, and applied some make up to try and cover my black eye; which didn't work.
I grabbed a key to the house and left my flat (apartment) and went to find the nearest Starbucks/Costa (I'm British like that 😋)
I entered through the door and look around briefly.
It was relatively empty, there was only 4 people dotted around.
"Hello! Welcome to Starbucks/Costa! What can I get you?" The barista asked me politely.
"Umm can I get a (Drink of your choice) please?" I said with a false smile.
"Coming right up! That'll be €6.50 please." (Get used to Euros, cuz u live in Ireland maaaateee. Sorry, I'll stick to being articulate. *Cough* Winnie The Poo *cough*)
I handed her the appropriate change and sat down at a booth in the corner of the shop.
I went over today's events, with my mum and a few silent tears fell down my cheeks.
"Hey are you okay?" I heard a thick Male Irish accent ring in my ears.
"What-um, yeah?" I answered with a question.
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Help Me Jack ~Jacksepticeye X Reader
FanfictionY/N didn't expect it. No one did. The once lovable, calm, sweet mother had a switch flicked inside her. No one expected Y/N's green-haired hero.
