Opposites Attract ~ Near x Reader

*** = time skip (most of the time a small one, I will mention if its a big time skip)

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Middle school, What a nightmare...

You hid in the bathroom stall afraid to make a sound.

"y/n!"

Oh dear god please no...

"I know you're in there y/n!"

You hear the bathroom door open followed by the sound of the stall door being kicked open. "I am going to make you regret the day you were born, loser!"

Julie Silverman, the school bully and your worst nightmare, stood tall above you.

She grabbed you by your (h/c) hair and forced you to kneel in front of the toilet. "Eat shit slut"

She dunked your head in the toilet, flushing it repeatedly as you struggled for air. "Take her money, Erin! Hurry!" Julie yelled, holding your head down.

"On it!" Erin took all the money you had in your backpack.

Julie finally let go of you and they both ran out of the bathroom, as you gasped for air.

How humiliating...

You tried to put yourself back together quickly and got up to run home.

If I'm late again my dad's gonna kill me!

You shudder at the thought, touching the bruises on your arm from a previous beating.

You returned home, panting.

"Where on Earth were you young lady?" Your father was already waiting, angry.

"I was at school daddy..." You swallow nervously, anticipating what was to come.

He raised his arm...

"You liar, you're only 12 and you're already whoring yourself out to the boys in your school?!" (y/n's dad may or may not be inspired by Beverly Marsh's dad lol)

He strikes. Hard.

"Daddy no I swear! It's not like that at all!!" you hold back sobs.

"You're a lying WHORE!" he hollers, violently throwing you against the wall. "Now get out of my sight before I kill you y/n!"

You stumble to your room in tears.

***

After spending an hour or two crying you decide you won't let mean people like Julie or your father bring you down, and start drawing the trees visible from your bedroom window.

I won't let them take everything from me, I can still be happy. You repeat, trying to convince yourself.

You always found beauty in everything, despite the situation you were in. You still found small reasons to be happy. You were hopeful. Hopeful that one day this would all end and you would finally be content and surrounded by gentle and loving people.

A girl can dream, right?

***

You wake up lightheaded. Bruises were already beginning to form on your left side where your dad threw you against the wall.

You looked over towards your alarm clock.

"8:00"

You quickly put on your everyday clothes and run towards your front door.