#othermother x reader

[fruitpunch-whore]

other mother x unloved reader(platonic pairing)

sorry this was very rushed.

(reader is 18+)

Y/N POV

I awake to the sound of birds outside my window, the soft sound echoing throughout my empty room. The smell of old wallpaper filling my nose and I take a deep breath. finding peace in this moment, it's the little moments that keep me going. The moments without yelling, the moments where I'm alone and the only voice is my own. I sit up and stretch and wince, the belt mark from last night still fresh and barely scabbing over. I layed back down before lifting up my sleeve to reveal the bruises from her. Memories flood back into my mind as I push them away, closing them off. My peace was interrupted by a loud voice coming from downstairs.

“Y/N come down here this instant!!” my mother yelled from the bottom floor

I sat on the edge of my bed, closing my eyes tightly to find the strength to go deal with her. Finally I started walking, past the moving boxes and opened my door revealing the hallway. I walked down it looking at the pictures of my family, we look so happy together. But its a lie, all the pictures and parties are a lie. My parents aren't very fond of me to say the least. I make my way to the kitchen where i find my mother cross armed. “So, you think you can live her and be lazy huh?” she said with anger lacing her words. I was confused, i did everything she asked i cleaned and cleaned till i was exhausted. “What do you mean? I did everything?” i said but before i could speak another word she slapped me, “this! I mean this!” she said holding up a plate “you forgot to do the dishes!”. But i didn't, i couldn't have, i did the dishes. My father… he had ate breakfast before going into work, all this over a single plate.

 I feel the tears pool up in my eyes before she grabbed my hair and pulled me, making me follow her. “I'm sorry, i'm sorry i'm sorry,” i just kept muttering until we reached the closet. She unlocked it and threw me into it, my back hitting the wall with a loud thud as my back started bleeding from my lash. “I've already locked away your stuff so don't try complaining to your little friends about me, this is what parenting is. It's not my fault you keep screwing up” she said to me before locking the closet door and walking away. I grabbed an old shirt from the floor and placed it over mine to cover up the blood spot that's bleeding through my tank top.

I sat there and curled up hugging my knees, “why why why… we used to be so happy” I thought to myself before the shelf above me broke, a shoe box came crashing down in front of me. “Shit” I thought as I knew my mother would yell at me for the noise and probably do worse. I noticed something though, a key fell out of the box. I picked it up and it was labeled “closet hatch '' I heard my mothers footsteps approaching so I quickly looked around and saw behind me, covered by coats, was a small door. I placed the key in and turned the lock, it wouldn't budge and I heard her coming closer. I frantically fidgeted with it until it came open, I crawled inside just in time and locked the door from the inside. I heard my mother yell into the closet “where are you bitch?!?” 

I pressed my body into the door, so fearful I felt my legs shake. I closed my eyes tightly, feeling the tears well up in them. After what felt like forever I opened them and looked around this place. It looked… It looked like a tunnel. The walls were glowing blue and purple, I looked down and saw an adorable mouse looking at me. I waved at it and placed my hand down for it to sniff me, it jumped right into my hand and I smiled. I went to go pet the small creature and it jumped out of my hands running away down the tunnel. I crawled after it, unsure of where I was going.

After a while we came to a small door, like the one I entered through. My breath became shaky as I turned the key opening it up, I pushed open the door and crawled out. I stood up and looked around, this…this was my house. Fuck, this just lead to my living room. I heard footsteps coming towards me and I went to scrabble back into the hatch but it was closed. And my key was gone. 

“Shit shit shit no please..” i said under my breath and I ran to the corner behind my couch, I kneeled down and tucked my head into my knees as I heard the footsteps grow closer until they were right in front of me. I closed my eyes tighter waiting for a slap or a kick, but all I felt was a hand being placed on my arm gently. “Please….please don't hurt me anymore mom..” I cried out and the hand was taken off my arm. 

“Hurt you… oh my, y/n no… i love you i would never hurt you..” a voice that was sweet as honey spoke out.

I slowly uncovered my face and looked up at the person in front of me. She smiled at me and crouched down to be at my level, “w-who are you?” I said with worry in my voice, this woman. She had black hair and red lips but what really stood out was that in place of her eyes, were black buttons. Fear stuck my core as this woman placed a hand on my knee

“Why silly, I'm your mother!” she said with a smile. But this woman wasn't my mother, she didn't look anything like her and didn't act like her either. “You're not my mother…” I said keeping my distance from her. “Why love, I'm your other mother,” she said, her smile growing softer. I nodded while still being totally freaked out “come on now sweetie, dinners ready!” she said before swiftly standing up motioning for me to follow her. I stood and looked around this place more thoroughly, this place looked like my house but..it seemed more home-like. There were softer colors and it didn't stink of bleach and old wallpaper.

I must be dreaming.. This cant be real. I followed her into the kitchen and she motioned for me to sit down at the table. I sat and another person walked in, a man with brown curly hair and glasses. “Hi dear! Hi y/n! How was your day?” he said before patting me on the shoulder. I winced and tears pricked my eyes. The lash started bleeding through my shirt and tried to stay calm. I heard the man gasp and saw the woman's eyes go wide. “Sweetie… what happened” he said to me with a worried tone. “My…my mother…the one through that door she-” i couldn't speak anymore before i started crying. Through tears in my eyes I swear I saw the woman's hands twitch, claws growing out of it before going back to normal. “Honey, why don't you come with me? I can help you get cleaned up then we can eat ok?” my other mother said. I nodded and followed her up the stairs

She led me into a bathroom and twisted the faucet to turn the bath on. She walked over to a cabinet and opened it, then handed me the fluffiest towel I've ever seen. “I'll let you have some privacy dear” my other mother said before walking out of the bathroom. I undressed and looked at myself in the mirror, bruises, so many bruises. I sighed and sat down in the bath, the warm water stinging my back. I started to relax until I heard the door creak open, “oh sorry dear here's your ro-” she cut herself off and her eyes went wide, staring at me. I covered myself and started to cry. “Please..you cant tell her you saw this shell just hurt me more please..” I begged her through tears. The woman's face turned dark before back light again, “darling, she will never hurt you again.” she said, placing my robe on the door. “What do you mean, I have to go back at some point…” I said, wiping my tears away. 

“Honey, how would you like to stay here? For a while I mean.” she said with a smile. I nodded and she left closing  the door. I got out of the bath and noticed she gave me some pajamas, they were (YFC) with black trim on them. I got dressed and walked downstairs. I slowly made my way to the kitchen and sat down at the table.

“Hello sport!” said the man sitting on the other side of the table. “I'm your other father, its nice to have you home” he said with a smile, his eyes black buttons as well. I smiled at him and my other mother placed a plate in front of me, i looked down at it and then back up. The table seemed to be magically covered in food i blinked and she nodded at me signaling that i could eat. I grabbed a turkey leg and a huge scoop of mashed potatoes, corn and a roll. I ate quickly, not used to having this much food. “Hungry dear?” she asked me and i stopped. “She.. when shes mad at me she doesn't let me eat, and shes mad a lot..” i said quietly. Her hand fidgeted again. “Well dig in! I made plenty for everyone” she said and started to eat as well followed by my other father. I didn't skip a beat and began eating again.

We finished up dinner and she took my dirty plate to the sink. She turned towards me “are you tired dear?” i nodded ‘’well me and your father will take you to your room!” she said and grabbed my hand softly leading me up the stairs, my other father behind me. She lead me to a room, it was much livelier then my other one, the walls were (YFC) and my childhood toys were placed neatly in the corner. “Oh i almost forgot!” she said and pulled out something from her pocket, it was my phone! “Here you go love! You wont be able to contact anyone from the other world but you can use the internet!” she said smiling, i hugged her tightly and she wrapped her arms around me. “Thank you” was all i could mutter out, being overwhelmed with joy. 

“Well, its time to sleep dear” she said and i walked over to my bed undoing the covers. They were so soft ,i quickly got under them and laid down. “I wish I could stay here forever..” i said yawning  

“Oh of course you can!” she said before a wave of fatigue went over me. she said, stroking my hair. Before I could respond I started to fall into a deep sleep. But before i was out, i remember her saying, 

“you didn’t have an option of leaving anyways.” 

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