"𝑀𝑦 𝑀𝑎𝑔𝑒." Fantasy au Dream x Female!reader

𝑁𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑒- chapter three(TW's on authors note)

Flashback- Authors POV.
As a kid Y/N didn't have the nicest parents.. her father had beaten her and drank himself to death. Her mother overworked her and shouted for the littlest things.
While around 10, Y/N's mother had started training her to use magic. She made Y/N do plenty chores and along with tiring magic she was worn out usually by 3pm. Holidays were rough for Y/N, she had 3 siblings what her mother loves unconditionally.. she was the only female out of her siblings, holidays like Christmas were holidays Y/N was never able to celebrate.
On her last Christmas before running away she was 13 and she was practicing magic that her mother had made her, she felt as she was about to pass out. Her eldest brother had walked in and started calling her things like
"Weak."
"You'll never amount to anything."
"This is why mother hates you."
After having enough Y/N looked at him, he was tall, he had a large figure with a dyed red hair and hated Y/N. She never yelled, or cursed, she was scared. She was scared her mom would hit her as her dad did.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP OR I'LL THROW YOU INTO A WALL YOU FUCKING SHIT."
As a mage when she gets angry Y/N gets more powerful magic wise, with that.. she hurt her brother. She was tired and barely noticed she did, after seeing him on the floor bleeding out the nose with a beaten up face from a blast of magic. He had a small bruise on his face along with a few burns, of course Y/N's mom walked in and saw it and started shouting at the top of her lungs.. Y/N choked back tears and gripped her staff. She was scared she would be hit and what happened..
SMACK
Y/N found herself on the floor as her face felt like fire.. her mother had hit her. She looked at her staff and grabbed it tightly looked at her brother who was leaving along with her mother,
"I don't want you to leave this room until you can learn to control yourself."
Those words ringed in Y/N's head to this day.
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Flashback end.
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Y/N's POV.
Run.
Run Y/N.
It's gonna get you.
Why am I running? Where am? Who's following me? Why am I tired?
I turn around and see a large person with piercing green eyes and blonde hair. Who was he.
I'm scared.
Run.
Run faster.
I feel things grab my ankles. I feel a blast go above my head and look up to see my mother, she looked like a goddess. I feel the things let go of my ankles and I run to her, I feel her embrace and I feel cold.
It's freezing,
The longer I feel her embrace the colder it gets.. what's happening, I feel like I'm melting. But I'm cold.. I close my eyes and she's gone, she saved me, my hero is gone..
I'm on the ground, the things are grabbing me and pulling me into the ground.. I see the green eyes. I see the figure. I see it disappear as I get fully pulled under.
Mom.. I'm scared.
I wake up- I feel shaken, the nightmare, I grasp on tightly to whatever is near me. I hear a male voice.
"Nnn.. Y/N?.. what happened?"
I look up at him, he looks back a bit concerned.
"Did you have a nightmare? You're face is as pale as sand."
I don't know how to respond, I still need to process what happened. I see his tired green eyes. The same shade as the ones in the nightmare, I look away and see the sun shining through the window.
"I'm going start breakfast.."
I stand up and realize where I slept, on the floor on top of him.. George must still be sleeping.
I start breakfast, I take out a skillet and whisk together the ingredients needed to make pancakes. As I was doing so I felt a hand rubbing my back gently.
"Y/N, you didn't answer my question. What happened?"
I felt his eyes pierce my skin, I want even looking at him, why did he want to know? I didn't answer until he finally walked away.
"Ok, you wanna be stubborn be stubborn. I'm going check on George."
As he left I sighed in relief and went back to cooking.
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Dreams POV.
"Ok, you wanna be stubborn be stubborn. I'm going check on George."
I just wanted to help her, is that too much ask? I hope she's not sick, she didn't seem to have a fever or anything she was just really pale. Well I opened her bedroom door to see the King sleeping.
"George! Wake up!!"
I shouted with a chuckle.
"FUCKING CHRIST DREAM-"
George had shouted which sent me into a wheezing fit. I heard Y/N call for us.
"STOP BEING STUPID AND COME GET BREAKFAST!!"
I had yanked George out of bed causing him to stumble as I ran my way to the kitchen. I saw Y/N crack a smile as it was visible she was trying to contain he laughter.
I had taken a seat and act like nothing happened and out the corner of my eye I see George, with his messy hair and his cape messily draped over him because that's how George works.
"I swear if you wake me up like that one more time ima get you killed-"
He said walking up acting all royal like he does.
I replied with a snicker,
"Then who'll protect you- p l u s I'm the one who does that if it doesn't get past my word it won't happen George-"
I replied, I looked over to Y/N who was simply staying quiet. She had something on her mind and it was obvious, did she have a nightmare? Did I do something?
Before I knew it Y/N was slipping on her boots in her current clothes and saying,
"I'm going outside for a bit, feel free to start up the fireplace if it gets too cold."
She had grabbed her staff and walked out the door.
"She's gonna fucking freeze, go get your extra sweater out the bag- oh we lost the bag- go give her a blanket!"
George had told me, of course I agreed that she'd get cold. I had looked at him,
"You're right- I'll try and find her- she couldn't have gone far! I'll grab the blanket and bring it to her, thanks for the idea!"
I had gotten up and grabbed the blanket and walked outside. No where's in site.
I heard some talking from the woods surrounding her house and started walking towards it. I saw something amazing?.. it was weird, Y/N was staring at a dream.
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Y/N's POV.
It was time to look at the nightmare from last night, I was scared too. It was seen from my eyes as I saw the nightmare,
The running, the piercing feeling of the eyes still lingered as I watched it. I had analyzed the figure in the nightmare.
Green eyes.
Blonde hair.
Large figure.
It looked like Clay.
"Why him?.."
I mumbled I felt something behind me being layered, I grabbed my staff and shot a quick blast that would get it away from me before seeing who it was.
"FUCK-"
I had heard the familiar voice and looked at who it was and panicked.
"Are you ok?!"
I had panicked asking rushing too him panicking.
"What the fuck?!- I was just trying to give you a blanket!"
I had flinched at him yelling at questioned for a second on how to answer.
"I didn't expect you to bring me anything so it was a natural instinct.."
I didn't know how to respond, to what he said. He had looked puzzled by the 'natural instinct'.
"Well you were looking at a nightmare.. is that why you woke up upset this morning?"
I was shocked.. to think he figured it out and I wanted to panic but I didn't know how to respond in general.
"It was just a nightmare, I'm here for you Y/N. There's no need to be scared of something that's not real."
In that moment I realized that Clay was more than just a visitor.
He made my heart sore and my stomach flutter.
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1415 words
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A/C- HOLY HECK THAT WAS A LONG CHAPTER AND IT TOOK LIKE 3 HOURS- also Merry Christmas!! If you don't celebrate Christmas happy holidays!!