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[Requested] Yuri Plisetsky x Abused! Reader

((Requester: Yuki2246

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'Don't you dare raise your voice at me, because just remember. You are nothing to me- and you are worth nothing.'

The words from my drunken stepfathers lips echoed around in the walls of my room as I sat weeping silently into my pillow. A large black and blue bruise was planted over my left eye, grip marks began to bruise on my arms from my stepfather trying to stop me from moving.

My mother, who was a complete angel, was tragically killed in a car accident when I was 10. And now at the age of 17 I had suffered 7 years of non-stop abuse from my cruel stepfather.

He lashed his anger upon me everyday. Because of my mothers death, he was stuck with my custody which he wasn't happy about. Everyday he would hit me or give me a backhand for plainly existing in his sight. Today- he had left to gone to the pub.

The abuse was always worse when he was intoxicated, and I tried my best to act like I didn't exist whenever he came back home. I would hide myself away in my bedroom, under the covers and pray to whatever god there might be that I would live for another day.

Although sometimes my prayers weren't answered, they usually came through without hassle. I was glad that it hadn't got to the point of where I was dead, although sometimes I feel like o might as well be. I think of death as a gift, to release me from the prison of reality.

I was a simple kid- I didn't ask for anything- I didn't complain and yet I always got abused about something. And it didn't even need to concern me.

My phone began to buzz on my bedside table. I sniffed and wiped my eyes gingerly begging careful of the left one and answered the phone. "Hello?" I asked croakily and cleared my throat.

"(Y/N)! It's me Yuri. Are you alright?" I felt my whole body melt into relaxation the moment I heard the blondes voice through the phone. I gently sniffed and smiled for a moment. "Yeah I'm fine, why wouldn't I be?" I lied to him, which was the hardest thing for me to do.

Yuri had been there for me ever since my mother had died, he was the best person I could think to go to whenever I had problems that I needed to talk about, and trust me when I say there was a lot.

"Because- no offence- but you're never fine. (Y/N)!" Yuri said and i heard his annoyed tone through the phone. I shook my head and gently laid back in bed. "You may have a point- but still why does it matter?" I questioned and he sighed.

"Because you're important to me? Why else?" Yuri said and I felt as my tummy swirled around nervously. "I-I"

"I'm coming to pick you up- oh and grab a bag, put some clothes in it." And with that sentence, Yuri hung up and I was left on the end of a silent line. "Well then, alright I guess." I said out loud and grabbed a bag, sitting it on my bed and looking at my clock. "He will be home in a few hours...I hope Yuri gets here soon..."

I began to pack some of my clothes and slung the bag over my shoulder. I grabbed my phone and left my room swiftly closing the door behind me. I walked into the lounge room and saw a car parked in the drive way, it was Yuri's.

I opened it to see Yuri standing there with his hands in his pockets, I gently bent my head so my hair covered my eye. "Hey Yuri." I mumbled and closed the door behind me as I quickly walked toward his car. "Hey- get in the car. We are going somewhere." I opened the passenger door and got in. I placed my bag down at my feet and clicked my seatbelt into its place.

"So where are we going?" I asked Yuri, while looking out the window to avoid his gaze. "I thought I'd take you away for a little while. Maybe a few days- weeks? Maybe the rest of the year." I blinked in disbelief as he started reversing out of the driveway.

"Wait what?" I asked him and turned my face to him as he started to drive. He looked at me for a moment before moving my fringe away and letting out a loud tut at the bruise. I sat back and looked out the window. "You weren't meant to see that." I mumbled to him and he scoffed.

"Do you think it is really healthy for you to bottle everything like that up? Because it isn't, I know that I can't relate to what you are going through- and I never will- but you need to talk to me about this so I can help you-"

"Stop-" I cut Yuri off as I gently clutched my fists against my thighs, "you don't know what it's like Yuri....to live in constant fear everyday-"

"Actually, yes I do believe it or not." Yuri said as he made a turn and began driving up through the mountains on a wide track. I looked at him and grounded my teeth together. "Why?" I questioned him curiously and he simply stared ahead.

I noticed how dull his eyes seemed to look today, how lifeless they seemed to be as he spoke. "I'm afraid everyday that I'm going to wake up and see on the news that you've been killed. It is my biggest anxiety case...." Yuri sighed gently and pulled up out the front of a cabin.

"Nothing will ever mean anything more to me than your safety and your future. I'll never want anything more than to make you happy and keep you safe." Yuri stepped out of the car and came over to my car door. He opened it and gently helped me out, gently taking my hand into his and facing the cabin.

"So let me protect you here- where I'll never make you sad and I'll always keep you safe. Because I love you more than words can ever explain."

((I know that these types of Oneshots can be distressing for some readers. If so please do not fret about PM'ing me about it.

I have been there as well- and you definitely aren't alone. And you never will be even though sometimes it will feel like that.

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