#abbott!reader

[sarahsmi13s]

Family Legacy

whumptober day 10: bullied

pairing: rhett abbott x sister!reader

characters: rhett abbott, y/n abbott, cecilia abbott, royal abbott, amy abbott

warnings: 18+ MDNI, language, murder, mention death, blood, bullying (verbal and physical), toxic family dynamics, violence and descriptions of violence, bruises, emotional and physical exhaustion, rumors, mentions of hospital, mentions of arrests and trials, please let me know if I missed any

word count: ~2.8k

a/n: this is for whumptober! please please please proceed with caution and use discretion, protect your peace

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summary: in small towns where everyone knows everyone and everything, it's hard to escape the actions of your relatives

You’d always heard about the families of murderers being shunned and outcasted for the actions of one person, but you never thought that it would ever happen to you.

One reason being that you never thought someone in your family would kill someone. 

Another being the fact that when Perry murdered Trevor, Rhett went to the hospital in the hopes of not being too late. But Trevor was DOA and both of your brothers were arrested, Rhett getting released because he was in fact innocent except for a few punches, but he wasn’t present during the fatal blow.

It was one person… and Perry was convicted, your family never condoned his actions.

But that changed nothing apparently…

Kids at school avoided you, even your friends shied away from you and started slowly leaving. You got looks in the hall, groups whispered, everyone tried to avoid making you angry. 

It hurt. It hurt a lot to see people you were so close to turn on you like that. For something you had no part in. 

But you learned to live with the stares and the whispers, just choosing to ignore them as best you can.

And you were managing just fine until the stares turned into cornering and the whispers turned to shouts and punches. 

You don’t know what you did wrong and you didn’t know if you could go to anyone because even the staff was careful around you. 

So, you just had to deal with it.

Rhett looked up as he heard the door open. He checked the time, 6:30, you were supposed to be home hours ago.

You walked past the kitchen, arm cradling your ribs as you turned to go upstairs to your room.

“Um, ‘scuse me, what are you doin’?” Rhett asked, walking toward you. You stopped on the bottom of the steps, turning to look at him, “Goin’ to my room, what does it look like?” You were tired, you knew you were late and that you had chores to do but you could some of them this weekend.

Rhett narrowed his eyes. You had been coming in later than normal recently, but today was the latest. He was worried. You started looking tired and more tired everyday, staying in your room more often than not and he ended up doing your chores for the day.

He crossed his arms and leaned on the railing, “What is up with you lately?” You looked down at the steps before closing your eyes and huffing before looking up at him, “Nothing, school’s been kickin’ my ass, so just leave me alone okay?” 

You huffed and walked up the stairs, mumbling to yourself, “Not like you fuckin’ care anyway…” “The fuck did you say?” “Nothing! Nothing, just I have homework. I’ll be in my room.” 

You didn’t give Rhett time to respond before you went up the stairs.

On your way to your room you pass Amy’s. You stop dead in your tracks when you catch what sounds like crying coming from her room. 

Frowning, you dipped into your room to drop your bag off before going to Amy’s room.

You knocked lightly on her door, “Ames? Amy, honey, what’s wrong?”

When she doesn’t respond you open the door and find her on her bed curled up in the corner. “Amy, sweetheart…” You sat down on her bed. “What's wrong?” She sniffled and shook her head, “Nothin’...” “Amy… c’mon it’s me, your Aunt Y/N, you can tell me anything, promise.” 

She sniffles and lifts her head to rest her chin on her knees. “The other kids are being mean at school…” Your heart shattered, “Oh honey, I’m so sorry…” “They say all these mean things about Daddy and that I’m gonna be just like him…” Tears lined her blue eyes again.

You felt tears sting your own eyes, realizing that Amy was going through what you were, kids of any age where mean but 9 year olds were mean to your face. “My friends don’t want to come over anymore, they barely play with me…”

“I’m so sorry baby, that’s not very nice of them. You know what they say about you isn’t true right? You are Amy Abbott, you are who you are because it is who you choose to be. A sweet, loving, caring, and hilarious little girl, don’t forget smart. You aren’t who they say you are.”

You gently wiped her tears with your thumb, “Does that make sense?”

She nodded before tackling you in a hug and burying her head in your shoulder. The force flared up the pain in your ribs, but you bit back the cry.

You held her like that as she cried still, falling asleep on your shoulder. You hated that she had to go through this because of her father’s actions. She didn’t deserve it… 

Not that you deserved it either, but you could handle it.

You sighed as you walked in the door, you managed to make it home on time and physically unscathed today.

“Look at that, you’re home on time,” Royal said from the kitchen. “Whatever boy you meet after school have something to do?” You exhaled slowly and looked at your dad, “I don’t meet a boy after school Dad. I’m usually in the library or I stop at the store on the way home.” “Mhmm, okay.” 

You huffed and rolled your eyes, before going upstairs. 

“Hey! Rhett and I are gonna need your help when he gets back with the hay.” You nodded, “Yes sir, just let me know when that is, I'm gonna get started on homework.” “Alright.” 

You went upstairs and tossed your bag in your desk chair and curled up on your bed. 

You were emotionally exhausted from the day of constant looks and whispers, you got the occasional shove, flaring up your rib pain from earlier in the week. You still got the occasional, “be careful around Abbott, she might break your windpipe” thrown around when you walked by. 

All you wanted to do was curl up, go to sleep and then wake up just for everything to be normal again.

Rhett walked in the door, dusting his jacket off as he looked for your dad. “Hey, truck’s in the hay barn.” Royal nodded at his son and stood up, “Go get your sister, she’s doin’ homework in her room. We need her for this, we’ll get it done faster if it’s three of us.”

The younger Abbott blinked, “Um, shouldn’t she be focusin’ on school work? We can do it just fine on our own.” “And it’ll take until sundown, since Perry ain’t here we need her. Go get her and meet me outside,” Royal’s tone left no room for argument as he left for the hay barn.

Rhett sighed and looked at his mother, “Don’t you agree with me, Ma?” She shrugged as got ingredients for dinner out, “I think you both are makin’ good points. Y/N does need to make sure she’s not fallin’ behind but doin a whole trailer by yourselves is gonna take the rest of the afternoon. I’m sure Y/N’ll be jus’ fine.”

He exhaled through his nose before turning and going up the stairs.

Walking down the hall, he got to your room and knocked before waiting on a response. “Y/N, it’s Rhett, ya decent?” When he didn’t hear anything, he figured you were listening to music or something. 

He opened the door slowly to give you plenty of time to react, but by the time the door was half-way open and he didn’t get a response, he just opened it the rest of the way.

“Hey, Y/N, Dad and I-” he stopped short when he saw you laying on the bed. 

He sighed a little and went over to you, “Hey, Dad and I need your help with the hay.” He rubbed your arm hoping to wake you that way, but when you didn’t move he shoved at your back, “C’mon, the sooner we st-”

“Ow, fuck!” 

You cried out, the pain waking you up, “What the hell man?” Rhett backed up, hands in the air in defense, “I didn’t do anythin’!” You sat up with a wince, “Yeah, you fuckin’ punched me in the back!” “No, I didn’t, I was tryin’ to wake you up. Dad told me you were doin’ homework.” 

His blue eyes scanned over you, taking in the tears lining your eyes and your breathing was calculated. “Are you okay?” 

You nodded before standing up, “C’mon let’s go.” 

Rhett stood with you and watched you hold your torso as you walked out of your room.

Something was up with you and he needed to figure out why you were lying to him.

Rhett looked at you as you sat across from him at the table. He noticed you grimacing and gritting your teeth as you slung bales of hay out of the trailer. And now you sat here at the table, poking at your food and shifting in your seat to get comfy.

He looked at his parents and neither seemed to look at you or notice that you were different.

“May I be excused?” 

Your voice, all though quiet, cut through the silent kitchen.

You had only plated what you thought you could handle, that way you didn’t waste what was on your plate. You weren’t hungry, the pain and exhaustion had zapped your appetite. 

Your parents glanced at you and then at your plate, “Put your plate and cup in the sink. Did you finish your homework earlier?” You shook your head, “No, but I only have a little bit left. I can finish it after my shower.” “Alright, go on.” You stood up with a nod and did as you were told. 

You gave Cecilia a quick hug and thanked her for dinner before making your way upstairs to shower.

Rhett watched you the whole way before sighing and turning back to his family. “Have y’all noticed anythin’ off about her?” Your parents shared a look and shrugged a little. 

“I mean, other than her comin’ home late, I ain’t noticed much,” Royal said with a shrug. He didn’t pay much attention to begin with so that wasn’t all that surprising. Rhett looked at your mom, “What about you?” She shrugged as well, “I mean yeah, what your father said. She’s comin’ home later and maybe she seems a little tired but nothin’ concernin’.” 

Rhett nodded, rolling his lip with his teeth, “Alright, jus’ wonderin’...”

The next day goes by fairly quickly, Saturdays are usually light during rodeo season. So by 5 you’re done and getting ready to go to the arena.

You hummed as you plucked a t-shirt out a drawer and turned to the mirror. 

As you raised your arms, you caught sight of the bruises on your ribcage. They were healing, green and yellow on the outside, red, blue, and purple on the inside. You sighed and just pulled your shirt down the rest of the way. 

Throwing on a hoodie, you grabbed your keys and left to the arena.

After his ride. Rhett went over to the fence to talk to your parents and Amy before heading home. 

“Hey, where’s Y/N?” He asked, immediately noticing your absence in the small group. Your parents glanced around before shrugging, “She drove herself here. Probably went home after your ride.” Rhett shifted his a little bit before nodding. 

He thought that was weird, normally you’d stay and give him a big hug with a huge smile on your face. But he couldn’t be too suspicious, maybe you had some last minute stuff you needed to get done for school.

“Yeah, she left after your ride Uncle Rhett. But I think she was sad when she left,” Amy said, having watched you leave while wiping tears from your face. 

“Why do you think that?” 

Amy shrugged, “She was upset, I could hear her snifflin’ but after your ride she left pretty fast. I think it had something to do the people sittin’ behind us, they were sayin’ stuff but I couldn’t hear because they were whispering.” Rhett just nodded, clenching his jaw a little bit as his chest puffed with an inhale.

Well, that explains why you had been so different lately.

Rhett had tried to talk to you that night but you were asleep and you avoided him like the plague on Sunday.

On Monday he had done his work with you on his mind and hoped that you were okay. That it wasn’t as bad as he was thinking and that you were capable of handling yourself.

But when sundown came and you weren’t home, Rhett was leaving to go find you.

You groaned as you got out of your truck. Your body was sore and your face was throbbing.

“Fuck, tomorrow’s gonna be awful,” you grumbled as you walked into the dark house. 

Your phone had died so you had no idea if your family had been looking for you or trying to contact you. You were late, so late. 

You tried to get in your truck before you got caught, but you weren’t fast enough. This ass kicking was the worst. You were punched and kicked, pushed around. You got thrown into the bed of your own truck when they were done as words were thrown at you. Your ears had been ringing at that point so you couldn’t hear them.

When you regained consciousness, you got in your driver’s seat and went to the hospital, you knew better than to go all the way home and have no one even care.

Sighing, you opened the fridge and took out a beer. Everyone was asleep, it didn’t matter.

You cracked it open on the side of the table and sat down with a wince before sipping it.

You got halfway through it before Rhett stormed in.

“Where the hell have you been?” He asked immediately as he walked into the kitchen. “You were supposed to be home hours ago! I went out looking for you, where the fuck where you?”

You kept your head down, “Rhett, please don’t yell…” Your head was still pounding and your face hurt, his volume just made it worse. “I was drivin’ around. My phone died.” 

He stood next to you but you didn’t look at him. He took the bottle from your hands and poured it out before tossing the bottle, “Why didn’t you come home?” You shrugged, eyes fixated on your lap. “Answer me.” 

“Because I didn’t want to…” You mumbled.

“What was that?”

“I didn’t want to.”

“Why not?” 

You huffed and finally looked up, “This. This is why, Rhett.” You watched his eyes widen as he took in the busted lip and bruises on your face. “What the fuck happened? Do I need to take you to the hospital?”

You shook your head, “No, but some ice would be nice.” He nodded and went to the freezer, grabbing a towel and putting ice in it.

He handed it to you and sat down, “Now what happened?” “Asshole kids at school…” you said, defeated. There was no point in hiding it anymore. “Ever since Perry’s arrest and trial it’s just been shit… friends leaving me, people whispering, and then it turned physical…”

“Why didn’t you say anything?” Rhett asked quietly, honestly hurt that you didn’t come to him about this. “We were all dealing with it… Ma and Dad are just kinda going through the motions right now, this can’t be easy for them either. Amy has no parents and kids were picking on her at school too. My problem just seemed smaller than that…”

Rhett shook his head, “It’s not…” You just shrugged and rested your head on your arms on the table. 

“Maybe I shouldn’t’ve gone to the hospital… you wouldn’t-” You sat back up, shaking your head, “No Rhett… you did the right thing. Please don’t blame yourself for this, it’s not your fault.” “It kinda is…” You reached over to grab his hand. “It’s not. I don’t blame you, don’t blame yourself.” 

He cleared his throat and nodded. “Okay..” “Okay?” “Yeah, I got it,” he said with a small laugh, making you smile a little. “I love you kid…” “I love you too, Rhett.” 

You both shared a gentle hug, Rhett apologizing when you wince a little.

“You need to go to Joy about this Y/N…” You swallowed nervously but nodded, “Will you go with me?” “Of course I will.” You hugged him again before pulling back.

“I’m not supposed to look at screens for a few days, but can we go listen to a movie in the living room while I ice my face?” 

He nodded and helped you stand, “Yeah, let’s go.” You smile and make a fresh pack in a zip-loc before going to the living room and snuggling on the couch with your brother.

It wasn’t going to be fixed in a day, but you felt better knowing that you had a confidant in Rhett and that he would be there for you whenever you called him.

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oooo okay let's seee

i'll give you a sentence from my Outer Range fic

which is a Trevor Tillerson x Abbott!Reader (and it's an AU so the hole doesn't exist and the tillerson's aren't a bunch of assholes)

“You’re such a naive child, Y/N. It’s fucking ridiculous,” your oldest brother scoffed. “The fuck you just say to me?” He laughed, “You seriously can’t see it? He’s just fuckin’ using you! You’ll only ever be a play thing to him. That’s all you ever been to him!”

okay i know that's more than one sentence but i just had to add a few more for context purposes

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