13th Doctor x Reader: Lost

Chapter 1: Scarred

A/n: References to some trauma here

"See ya Ellie," you waved goodbye to your best friend as you started the 15 minute walk home. Your backpack felt like a million pounds on your back, and every muscle in your body ached, for different reasons. You let your mind wander to your day, your assignments, and the tests coming up. If you didn't pass your Algebra test, you were going to have to repeat ninth grade. It wasn't that you weren't smart, you assured yourself, you had been called an"natural genius" on multiple occasions, it was your home life. You shuddered at the thought, 10 minutes away.

Okay, different train of thought. Ellie. Her 15th birthday was in a week, and you wanted to do something special, something out of this world for her. Ellie had been your best friend since fourth grade, when she saw you broken down on the swing after... well... the 'incident' ...You challenged yourself to recall the experience without breaking down. You couldn't keep this game up forever.

You were nine years old, sleeping in your bed when you heard three gunshots across the hall. Instinctively you grabbed your four years old sister and hid in the back of your closet, your hand over her mouth as they came closer. Two hours later a police officer found you both and told you your parents had been killed, a lot of people in the building had. You didn't exactly live in the best neighborhood. Since your brother was 16 they allowed him temporary custody, as long as you both were taken care of. And that happened five years ago. You lost track of your thoughts as they spiraled out of your control, letting your legs take you where they pleased.

Everything had been okay at first. You lived off of your parents life insurance, your brother was a decent guardian, your sister and your grades didn't falter. Until one night your brother came back drunk. He was angry and ranting on stuff that didn't make sense. He hit you, it wasn't hard and it was only once, but it scarred you. This started happening multiple times a week, until soon it became a regular occasion. He would come home late at night, waking you as he would slam the front door and start yelling at you for no reason, every time turned into a beating. You swore you wouldn't let him touch your sister, and he never had.

Anyway, Ellie found you crying after that first night. She didn't ask any questions, she just sat with you. Slowly you started talking, and you became best friends. She never once questioned you when you came in with a limp, or a bandage on your hand, but you could see the sympathy and concern in her eyes, and it made you feel more comfortable around her. Even though you did feel comfortable with her, you never told her what was going on. She didn't ask, and you were more than okay with that.

You snapped out of your flashback when you saw the lake in front of you.

"How..." you started, shaking your head. You had been daydreaming, obviously not paying attention to where you were going. You sat down on the pebbles, enjoying the nice breeze through your h/c hair.

This lake was full of memories. Only a ten minute drive away from your building, it was nice and secluded at the corner of the town. Your family had spent a lot of time here in the summer. It was where you learned to swim, where you took walks with your mum, and where you and Izzy, your sister, would sit and cry after loosing your parents. You sat there and simply took in your surroundings. God, it had been years since you had even thought of this place. The memories were a lot to bare.