Papa!Romano x Child!Reader Part 9

Lovino blinked. “What do you mean?”
“I killed my mommy.” you repeated. “Or, that's what I've been told at least.”
“I still don't follow.” Lovino remarked.
“I never knew my mommy. She died giving birth to me, and so daddy gave me the blame for her death.” you said sadly and looked to the side as you thought back to when you found out how your father really felt about you.

~Flashback~

You had just come home from school in a quite happy mood. Your birthday was nearing and you were very excited about it, and you had planned to ask daddy if you could visit mommy's favorite park for your birthday.

You searched the house and when you reached the attic you found something. It was a beautiful large hat and a beautifully crafted ring with a big [f/gem] weaved into the silvery band of metal.

Little did you know that it was your dead mommy's engagement ring and her old hat that she loved to wear every summer.

You were thrilled at your discovery, and you wanted to show your daddy what you had found and ask him about it. So you put the hat on your head and cradled the ring in your hands while you resumed your search for your daddy.

You found him in the living room, sitting in the couch with his head in his hands. It looked like he was weeping or deep in thought.

“Daddy?” you called out to him.
His raised his head at your voice, and at first his face held a warm smile, but the moment he saw the hat on your head it turned a bit bitter and slightly forced.

“What is it, honey?” he asked.
You showed him the ring with a bright and gleeful grin. “Look what I found in the attic, daddy! What is this and whose is it?”
“It's something very special to daddy.” he said and reached for it. “So give it to me, [Name].”
“But daddy, this can't be yours.” you giggled. “It's way too small for your fingers!”

You skipped back a few steps with the ring and skidded towards the kitchen with your daddy on your trail.

“Also daddy?” you asked happily. “My birthday's coming up soon and I was wondering... Can we go to mommy's favorite park on my birthday?”

You jumped up and sat in a chair at the table, happily swinging your legs and completely unaware of the effect your questions had on your daddy. You had no idea that your birthday meant to your daddy. No idea that to him it was not a thing to be celebrated, because it was the day his dear wife died giving birth to you.

But as mentioned you had no idea this, as he had only told you that she had gone away, so you happily continued to swing your legs as you sat on your chair.

“Then after we've been there I could write mommy a letter and tell her how much fun we had, and maybe she'll come back~! What do you think , daddy?”

That was it. At that something just snapped inside him, and all the bitter emotions he had held in and bottled up through the years were released at once. He yanked you off the chair you were sitting on and threw you down hard on the floor.

You yelped in both surprise and pain. Your daddy had never acted like this to you before. You looked up at him with frightened eyes, and your eyes were met by hateful and loathing ones that shook you to your very core.

“D-daddy...?” you stuttered out.
He gave you a sharp smack to the cheek and roughly tore the the hat from your head and the ring from your hands.

“Don't you 'daddy' me, you worthless little piece of shit!” he roared and you cringed. “What made you think you had the right to trot around with these?! These were your mother's!”
“B-b-but if they're m-m-mo-ommy's.... W-w-why a-are they h-here, a-and n-n-not with m-mommy....?” you stuttered and he smacked you hard again, then threw you against a wall.

“Because she has no use for them! You have no use for things when you're dead!”
“D-d-dead...?”
“YES!! DEAD!! And do you know why she is dead?!!”
You fearfully shook your head.
“BECAUSE YOU KILLED HER!!! YOU KILLED YOUR OWN MOTHER SIMPLY BY EXISTING!!! SIMPLY BY LIVING!!!”

Your daddy came up to you by the wall and then yanked you by the arm and brought you to the hall, where he started beating you with the first thing he got his hands on – a metal shoehorn.

You screamed and cried in agony when the metal object made contact with you.

“You're a murderer!! You have no right to trot around in this house!! And you are no kid of mine!! I despise your very existence!!” he shouted at your cowering and cringing form. “I've despised you from the very second you were born!! I WISH YOU NEVER WERE BORN!!!”

The beatings and verbal abuse continued for about another two hours, and for two hours you begged for him to stop, before he decided that he had enough of you and threw you out of the house and disowned you, leaving you to fend for yourself.

“And one last thing, you despicable worm.” he sneered at your pitiful and broken form on the street. “All this time I never ever loved you. Not for a second of your miserable life, and no one ever shall love you. You're nothing but a wretched insect to be crushed.” and with that he slammed the door shut on you.

That was when you trust for adults crumbled to nothing and turned into hate and distrust.

~Flashback End~

When you finished your story you could practically see the anger and pity ooze out from Lovino. It was as clear as day, and you could tell he just wanted to punch someone's head in, but he resisted for your sake.

You frowned, you didn't want Lovino's or anyone's pity, nor did you need it. It made you feel weak, and you didn't like to feel weak. Also, this was the first time – since your father – that you opened up to someone, and told them about your past.

Then deep sadness rose up in your chest and tears started pricking in your eyes. It was the sadness of having to leave you felt creeping up, because you had finally started to take a liking to Lovino, but now that he knew about your past you felt like you shouldn't stay anymore. After all you were noting but a child with a lost future due to your emotional trauma.

Then you felt  hand on top of your head and you turned your gaze up to see that Lovino had placed his hand on  your head. He wore a reassuring smile, as if he knew what you had been thinking.

“[Name], I'm not going to leave you. You're stuck with me, whether you like it or not.” he said soothingly.
“B-but...”
“And besides...” he added. “Due to me giving you some of my blood, we've already become related.” Lovino cracked a smile and rubbed your head a little, which brought out a small curl that stuck out to the right side of your head.