Lost (SBI Royal AU x Reader) DISCONTINUED

~ 4 - Alone~

TW:  Drugging, running away

Yes, I know I'm only young; however, I am cable of being able to feel my entire world being ripped apart. Can you rebuke me: my mentor, my youth, my only friend had just stranded me here, all alone. I am all alone... Alone is a word that only very few people can use when asked to describe themself. Even I wouldn't have cast myself as alone until now and that's coming from a girl who has only interacted with three people her entire life. 

After he had left, I couldn't process anything about this new information. Without apprehending, I let the sharp air pierce my skin as I continued to sit on the earth, alone. To be honest, I didn't care about the icy wind; the only source of warmth is my fresh tears that only dripped off my chin; I wasn't in the right state of mind to discern anyway. I was astonished that I hadn't frozen up like a human ice-lolly yet.

But why would he just leave me like that? Spring the news on me and then leave while the wound is still raw? I know he has a life to live, a fairytale to be written and I said he doesn't have to stay here forever but damn that wound is badly stinging and I don't believe it will heal any time soon. What am I going to do now? I have no one to spend my time with; no one to learn from; no one to have fun with.

Therefore, I had decided to spend the rest of my days inside. Of course, I had to listen to my mother about the outside dangers and so I did listen, for once in my life; I know she only wanted the best for me.  My mother tried to show me feminine things such as how to sew, cook, clean, and many other 'women's things. Although it is safe to say that I could not catch onto these things very well, I wasn't built to be house ridden but to be more adventurous -I was more of a wild child-.  I tried my best I can say that, but the sewing left pricked fingers, the cooking left multiple burns and the cleaning was flat out monotonous. Not to mention I had lost plenty of muscle and my skin had become sickly from the lack of vitamin D.

~Time Skip (2 years)~

It was now 2 years after endeavouring of becoming a considerate woman. Unfortunately, after continuing to fail in this effort; I felt there was no point in attempting the impossible (for me at least). So at the youthful age of 10, I formed a master plan. This said plan consisted of adding a sincerely insignificant amount of sedatives to my mothers evening tea, I would never hurt my mother but it was my only chance; then in the dead of night -after my mother has hopefully passed out I was conducting the most substantial part of the plan; of course, jumping out my bedroom window and running until I collapse on the ground.

Predestinated,  I woke up from my fairly boring slumber only to be greeted with my fairly boring routine. Drowsily, I stood up to dress and do basic personal hygiene,  and eventually after feeling vastly clean and in my somewhat  tiresome clothes that consisted of some old table cloth no one had the need for anymore. Gradually, I stepped down the raggedy stairs to force myself to cook a substantial breakfast. It was now required for me to help my mother cook which I didn't mind too much; neverless, I would rather be running around a filed with clay while the stars glisned in the midnight sky. Nonetheless, now My mother was in love with the idea of teaching me how to sew, so she did to my disagreement. Why would anyone want to learn how to spend perpetual and torturous hours pricking fingers and eternal mistakes only to end up with a half decent piece of cloth that no one really cares about. After many hours of this agony of a lifestyle I looked out the rustic window. 

Its time, the sun was melting into the horizon and I offered to make my mother a hot cup of tea; I remembered how my mother liked it:  add the tea bag while boiling the kettle, add 3/4 of hot water to the mug, pour in 1 teaspoon full of sugar and 1 sweetener, then combine 1/4 of milk to the mug, next is to let the tea brew for a minute or two before removing the teabag. Now for the extra step add that sedative.  After a mass amount of research, I unearthed a herb that was harmless and tasteless which I used on my mother. I relinquished the cup of tea to my mother who took a small slip. Thankfully, she just beamed and dismissed me to bed.  Yes, I felt incredibly sinful/guilty and I couldn't shake it off but a girls got to do what she's going to do, am I right? 

While I waited, I decided to read a book that Clay had brought me 'The Story of The DreamSMP' was the name. The book was particularly interesting, I enjoyed the numerous plot twists and firmly bonded friendships. It was soon midnight and my time to leave the only place I have ever known. I shifted out of the window contacting the frigid air to pierce my now frail and delicate skin. Providentially, Clay had directed me to do a driving roll various years before so I could harmlessly land from my 3rd story room. As I landed I felt the dewy grass press against my skin, It was remarkably refreshing, to say the least.

Now was my time to run. I sprinted through the fields Clay and I played in the forests Clay and I trained in. Shrubs split my skin open but there was no time to care. I obliged shelter and swift, I was only a child who apprehends what can proceed to me at this era of gloom. My diminutive legs carried me expeditiously through the endless countryside. I was frightful and gelid outside, so safe to say I was relatively startled. Abruptly, the heavens opened up and poured down onto the earth, perfect. My h/c hair soon became tangled in the blustery weather and my hands were withering up from the trenches tempest. Right now was not one of my prettiest moments. 

Mercifully, I could see a shimmer of glowing light an inadequate distance away. This kingdom looked grand, like the ideal place to exist where everyone is cheery and content. The buildings looked glamourous and expensive, almost like a fairytale. Was this kingdom even true, did I die from hypothermia on the way here or I am executing this all up in my fragile mind? My thighs were burning and my lungs were also on fire so this seemed to be haven was quite the delight. As I approached I was barely able to make a sign reading "WELCOME TO THE ANTARCTIC EMPIRE!"

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Authors note:

Sorry for the reupload however I felt as if I needed to ass another paragraph :)