Y/n's POV

My father had dragged me from the closet to the centre of the room, tied a chain to my ankle and was now rummaging around in his pile for what he wanted. I didn't have to wait long before he made his way back over to me. He had several knifes with him, he cut up my hand again, ugh they had just finished healing from last time.

Then told me to get on my hands and knees. Once there he took of my clothes, the only reason he didn't cut them was because he didn't want to pay for new ones like he did 2 years ago, which cause him to buy these.

When my clothes were off he got some weights and tied them to my ankles after he took out a small knife and something small and yellow from his pocket. I learned quickly what it was when he cut it up and started squeezing it spraying lemon juice all over the floor.

Grabbing a whip he then told me to move. Apparently I don't move quick enough for him and next minute he sliced the back of my thighs with a large knife.

Each and every time I put my hand down pain would shot straight up my hands and slow me down. Then sperm donor would slash the back of my legs, making me go forward. Rinse and repeat.

I don't quite know how long it went on for but eventually I was ordered to turn around, only to face something I wish I hadn't.

The next few minutes were horrible and I tried the best to block it out of my mind. Once he finished I was allowed go. He dangled the key in front of my face before going to unlock me. As he headed out he slapped me one last time.

My vision was blurry as I made my way back to my closet. Picking up an old blood rag and using it to put pressure on my legs as I wait for the night to come so I can go out.

I saw a light coming from underneath my pillow and checked it to see it was my phone. I had some new notifications from an unknown number.

smol brain, ???, and You

So Look at who I found

DONT SAY OUR REAL NAMES

Someone's paranoid

Whoa new person, i don't have the social battery to deal with a new person rn

Dylan are you okay?

YeAh

Lair

Relax...

Kid can you come up with a nickname please

Gotcha smol brain

Wait i need pronouns for new person, oh! I dont even know yours smol brain ahhhhh

Relax kid, he/him

She/her and you can just call me spider

Oki doki scary lady

btw you can use any pronouns for me

Y/n's POV

Spider seems nice enough, especially given the fact she can put up with smol brain. I'll text them more later but for now I have my chance to sneak out.

I put on my cleaner set of black clothes and grab my mask, stuffing it into my pocket. Of course I don't forget my phone before I crawl out of the vents.

I put on my mask and set off patrolling the streets.