Disclaimer: Yes, I do own Invader Zim. *I kidnapped him in his sleep..mwahhaha*
Summary: Dib is Professor Membrane's favorite. While Gaz and her step sister live in the shadows. Her step-sister was from Professor Membrane's second marriage but her mother and family died by some unknown reason. The step-sister blames him for anything and hates living there while Gaz trys to make her father acknowledge her. Dib is admired and praised by him while Gaz and her are abused by both Professor Membrane and Dib. Pretty angsty I dare say. And yes, Im going to put my Character, which is me in here. I can't help it. But this is going to be a serious story. Im so evil.
Gaz walked slowly from work. She wanted to get home as late as possible. She didn't want to sit at the table and listent to her father talk about how Dib was so amazing and smart and talented, while she remained anonymous. She was a down-casted shadow hidden behind her brother. She was a body that walked among the house that was just there for show.
She wasn't important to her brother or father, as far as she knew.
The only person there for her was her step-sister, Rachel.
But she had problems too.
She hated Professor Membrane and Dib with a passion. Everytime, which was once in a blue moon, that he had noticed she was there and talked to her, he only talked off how he thought writing wasn't important and that she should take up science, like her "brother". She would hold in her anger until she couldn't take it. She would tell him to fuck off and go to hell. She would then go up to her room and stay there while he yelled at her from the other side of the door, demanding respect, as her "father".
She told him he wasn't her father, because they did NOT under any circumstances have the same blood running through their veins and that he killed her family and that he did not deserve such a high title.
She then started crying and would yell, "You asshole, Gaz is your daughter, your real daughter, go be a "father" to her. You haven't even adopted me, I just live here."
That's when he got angry.
He would then start cursing at her, calling her an ungrateful bitch and he would feriously twist the doorknob, threatening to her he'd hurt her if she didn't open the door.
Rachel was too scared to open it. So she'd ignore him.
She didn't know then what he was capable of.
She wasn't a bad kid, but she didn't like him. For good reason.
Everything in her life got worse. So she pretended the problems weren't there.
Yet he got in, despite her wishes.
Gaz hated looking back at that. She cringed her eyes. Her room was two away from hers and she could hear the screams. She remembered coming out of her room, slowly creeping up behind her door watching. She also remembered how her brother saw and just shrugged his shoulders and walked away. He was half-disturbed but he didn't want to disappoint his great, wonderful, fucking father. So he ignored, pretended it was just some spat between them that didn't need attention.
Stupid asshole, she thought.
*I don't have a program which I can use italic which fanfiction would take, so work with me here, please*
Rachel had heard the door burst open and she tried to run past him. He grabbed her fiercly and threw her back. He didn't have his goggles on. She never saw anybody give her a stare like that. Something was wrong. She was as scared as hell and she kept struggling to get out of his hold on her as he pushed her against the bed. He then sat on her and punched her face hard. He kept on continuing.
Rachel was screaming bloody murder. Gaz didn't know what to do. She decided she needed to call 911. She ran past the room but her father heard her.
"Where the FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING!?", he yelled angrily.
Gaz stared at the room for a second, frozen, then ran for her life.
"Gaz....GAZ! Get back here", he struggled to keep from yelling, so she wouldn't get scared. Gaz knew too well he was still angry.
Gaz was gasping and ran down the stairs, but falling because her father had thrown a vase at her back. Gaz was strewn onto the floor, bleeding and crying hystericially. She tried to get off the floor and then ran to the door, twisting the doorknob, trying to get it open. She realized Dib had gone out and taken the keys.....again. She was stuck.
Gaz etched back into the couch as he approached her slowly. She started whimpering and covered her eyes and ears with her legs, hoping she could blockout the sight of him and ignore what he was going to do to her.
He smacked her. It was a loud whipping sound that was heard around the house. He stood still for a second and then grabbed Gaz by her hair, dragging her to a closet and shutting her in. She was saved. Usually he didn't remember to let her out until two days. She didn't like it, but she was used to it. Ever since her mother died, he did this.
Rachel wasn't that lucky.
He was much more cruel to her.
He didn't have time to date, with his busy schedule. Gaz was his daughter, it would be incest to touch her in anyway.
But Rachel wasn't his daugther. And he didn't adopt her.
And she was...there.
Yes you guessed it. He tried to do things to her.
Rachel had gotten paranoid over time and for good reason. She then slept with a metal baseball bat. Scared of the next time he got angry. Gaz felt so bad for her. She needed to get out of here with her. But he was of higher authority. He could manipulate everything to his liking.
"I hate that fuck", Gaz muttered.
She was getting towards the house. She walked up to the house and stepped onto the stairs. Gaz took a deep breath and was deciding whether or not to open the door. She thought, "Might as well get it over with."
She opened the door and heard talking.
"Oh no.....not his students again...."
He had students over his house sometimes that stayed for weeks. They would always bother her and Rachel. They were smart-ass bastard perverts. Professor Membrane thought Gaz was just trying to gain attention from him by stating that they had tried to rape her countless times. Rachel never told him about it...well because he tried to rape her. Whenver they were over, Rachel always tried to runaway.
Gaz and her were 15, they shouldn't go through that kind of torture.
No one should.
Gaz slowly entered the room.
Summary: Dib is Professor Membrane's favorite. While Gaz and her step sister live in the shadows. Her step-sister was from Professor Membrane's second marriage but her mother and family died by some unknown reason. The step-sister blames him for anything and hates living there while Gaz trys to make her father acknowledge her. Dib is admired and praised by him while Gaz and her are abused by both Professor Membrane and Dib. Pretty angsty I dare say. And yes, Im going to put my Character, which is me in here. I can't help it. But this is going to be a serious story. Im so evil.
Gaz walked slowly from work. She wanted to get home as late as possible. She didn't want to sit at the table and listent to her father talk about how Dib was so amazing and smart and talented, while she remained anonymous. She was a down-casted shadow hidden behind her brother. She was a body that walked among the house that was just there for show.
She wasn't important to her brother or father, as far as she knew.
The only person there for her was her step-sister, Rachel.
But she had problems too.
She hated Professor Membrane and Dib with a passion. Everytime, which was once in a blue moon, that he had noticed she was there and talked to her, he only talked off how he thought writing wasn't important and that she should take up science, like her "brother". She would hold in her anger until she couldn't take it. She would tell him to fuck off and go to hell. She would then go up to her room and stay there while he yelled at her from the other side of the door, demanding respect, as her "father".
She told him he wasn't her father, because they did NOT under any circumstances have the same blood running through their veins and that he killed her family and that he did not deserve such a high title.
She then started crying and would yell, "You asshole, Gaz is your daughter, your real daughter, go be a "father" to her. You haven't even adopted me, I just live here."
That's when he got angry.
He would then start cursing at her, calling her an ungrateful bitch and he would feriously twist the doorknob, threatening to her he'd hurt her if she didn't open the door.
Rachel was too scared to open it. So she'd ignore him.
She didn't know then what he was capable of.
She wasn't a bad kid, but she didn't like him. For good reason.
Everything in her life got worse. So she pretended the problems weren't there.
Yet he got in, despite her wishes.
Gaz hated looking back at that. She cringed her eyes. Her room was two away from hers and she could hear the screams. She remembered coming out of her room, slowly creeping up behind her door watching. She also remembered how her brother saw and just shrugged his shoulders and walked away. He was half-disturbed but he didn't want to disappoint his great, wonderful, fucking father. So he ignored, pretended it was just some spat between them that didn't need attention.
Stupid asshole, she thought.
*I don't have a program which I can use italic which fanfiction would take, so work with me here, please*
Rachel had heard the door burst open and she tried to run past him. He grabbed her fiercly and threw her back. He didn't have his goggles on. She never saw anybody give her a stare like that. Something was wrong. She was as scared as hell and she kept struggling to get out of his hold on her as he pushed her against the bed. He then sat on her and punched her face hard. He kept on continuing.
Rachel was screaming bloody murder. Gaz didn't know what to do. She decided she needed to call 911. She ran past the room but her father heard her.
"Where the FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING!?", he yelled angrily.
Gaz stared at the room for a second, frozen, then ran for her life.
"Gaz....GAZ! Get back here", he struggled to keep from yelling, so she wouldn't get scared. Gaz knew too well he was still angry.
Gaz was gasping and ran down the stairs, but falling because her father had thrown a vase at her back. Gaz was strewn onto the floor, bleeding and crying hystericially. She tried to get off the floor and then ran to the door, twisting the doorknob, trying to get it open. She realized Dib had gone out and taken the keys.....again. She was stuck.
Gaz etched back into the couch as he approached her slowly. She started whimpering and covered her eyes and ears with her legs, hoping she could blockout the sight of him and ignore what he was going to do to her.
He smacked her. It was a loud whipping sound that was heard around the house. He stood still for a second and then grabbed Gaz by her hair, dragging her to a closet and shutting her in. She was saved. Usually he didn't remember to let her out until two days. She didn't like it, but she was used to it. Ever since her mother died, he did this.
Rachel wasn't that lucky.
He was much more cruel to her.
He didn't have time to date, with his busy schedule. Gaz was his daughter, it would be incest to touch her in anyway.
But Rachel wasn't his daugther. And he didn't adopt her.
And she was...there.
Yes you guessed it. He tried to do things to her.
Rachel had gotten paranoid over time and for good reason. She then slept with a metal baseball bat. Scared of the next time he got angry. Gaz felt so bad for her. She needed to get out of here with her. But he was of higher authority. He could manipulate everything to his liking.
"I hate that fuck", Gaz muttered.
She was getting towards the house. She walked up to the house and stepped onto the stairs. Gaz took a deep breath and was deciding whether or not to open the door. She thought, "Might as well get it over with."
She opened the door and heard talking.
"Oh no.....not his students again...."
He had students over his house sometimes that stayed for weeks. They would always bother her and Rachel. They were smart-ass bastard perverts. Professor Membrane thought Gaz was just trying to gain attention from him by stating that they had tried to rape her countless times. Rachel never told him about it...well because he tried to rape her. Whenver they were over, Rachel always tried to runaway.
Gaz and her were 15, they shouldn't go through that kind of torture.
No one should.
Gaz slowly entered the room.