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Signs (supernatural fandom x abused! Reader)"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" your boyfriend, Derek, screamed as he punched you in the stomach for the fifth time today. Tears flowed down your cheeks as you dropped to the floor. "derek... Ple-" "I SAID SHUT UP!" he screamed while kicking your ribs. You began to cough up quite an amount of blood. "YOUR SUCH A BITCH!" your boyfriend picked you up by the collar and shaking you. "I need blood goddamnit!" he growled while biting your neck. You moaned with the pain. Yes, your boyfriend was a vampire... He then dropped your body like a rag doll to the floor. "GET THE FUCK UPSTAIRS, Peters coming and I don't want to catch you cheating on me with him again" your boyfriend said while taking out a beer from the fridge. You began to crawl to the safety in your room. "tell anyone and your dead, got it?" you muttered a silent yes before sitting on your bed.Signs (supernatural fandom x abused! Reader) by kidface
Tears ran down your cheeks. You didn't cheat on him. Peter raped you before you could do anything about it. He raped you every time he came. But t
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With a look up at the building, a somewhat nervous gaze, she ignored her internal screaming especially since her brother elbowed her in the side hard.
"__________." He whined, "We have to go in, Dad's waiting for us, we start as interns here today remember?" My brother waved his hand in front of my, with somewhat widened eyes, and an small upturn of his lips.
I smacked him with the back of my hand in embarrassment, retorting somewhat irritatedly. "No really? I thought we were here to admire the architecture."
"That's what it looked like you were doing." He retorted. "Owowow! Stahp hitting meh."
"Whiny." I rolled my eyes and with that I pushed the glass door wide open, immediately both of our faces turned sharp, and our expressions betrayed no emotion, maintaining a cool and professional gaze.
At least we appeared that way towards people we didn't know personally. At work, Dad has taught us to be warm but professional.
My brother stopped in front of me at the receptionist, who looked at