A Mother's Obsession | Lady Dimitrescu X Boy Reader

Chapter 32

You yawn after awaking from your nighttime sleep and it was 9am. The time you would usually wake up at and as you got out of bed, you get a blocked nose, sore throat, spots on your body and you get into fits of coughing.

You collapse onto the floor coughing and trying to breath. You are feeling terrified that you could die from a lack of oxygen from all this coughing.

You manage to open the door from your room and look around for your mother. She usually gives you a rule that you are not allowed to leave your room in the mornings until you were collected by her or your sisters unless it was an emergency.

You manage to open the door and start to attempt to pull yourself up to walk around feeling very weak and your coughing is getting worse.

You manage to go to the main room while still coughing and spots rapidly grew onto your body.

After a little while, the coughing alerted your mother from her room and she finds you on the stairs in your awful state.

"Oh my goodness, y/n, come to mommy. Are you okay?" She asks as she rushes over and lifts you up.

You could not really talk as you cover your coughs with a handkerchief. It is proper manners to cover your mouth when coughing, sneezing, or burping to avoid spreading anything or mostly just to avoid spreading germs everywhere.

"Oh no, you must have the chicken pox. Do not worry my love, I will bring you to my room and I will make you feel better." She says as she walks to her room.

After a few hours, you felt very warm and unwell in her bed. You gained a headache too which sucks. You took some medicine from the downstairs chemical cell and you are being well looked after.

Your mother then enters her room with lunch on a little tray she had for you which stood on the bed. You do not know what they were called but you just called it a bed-table.

"Now dearest, I made you soup. Let's get this into you quickly so you can go for a little sleep." She says as she grabs  the soup spoon and scoops some of it out of the bowl.

You had a vegetable soup with bits of meat which you are unfamiliar with but it definitely wasn't human. You were not allowed human blood or flesh as you already know since you don't have a blood disease.

After you had eaten, your mother put you down for a sleep by humming your tune and in a matter of seconds of going out cold...

You immediately wake up to scratch.

"No scratching! It will only make things worse sweetie." She says as she goes from walking out the door to turning right back towards you.

"I cannot help it and I am trying to not scratch but it is so difficult mommy." You explain as your nails scratch your spots up and down very fast.

She picked you up from the bed and brought you to the bath. Are you seriously being punished just for scratching?

"Mommy, I am sorry for scratching. I don't want to go to the bath. Is the scratching a bad thing?" You ask her suddenly feeling very guilty of scratching... while scratching slightly.

"No no, you are not in trouble, this helps you to not scratch your spots. Don't you trust me?" She explains and asks you.

You unfortunately give up and you let her grab you to put you in the water and then. The itching completely stops.

You then lie down further into the water and take deep breaths.

"That's right dear, deep breaths." Your mother says as she bends down to grab some shampoo like liquid to get rid of the spots.

After she fills it up with the liquid, your spots start to vanish slightly aswell as your sore throat.

"Okay, that seems to be working, now I need you to stay here for just an hour. I know bath time is like hell to you but trust me, if you want to feel better, this will help." She says as she is about to leave you in the bath alone with bath toys.

You simply sat there and worried if you moved, the scratching would start up again.

An hour later, she finally returned and just widened her eyes.

"Did you just sit in the same position this whole hour?" She questions as you looked up at her giant height.

You nod letting her know. She then laughed.

"You poor thing. You must have been bored stiff in there, I'll make it all up for you how does that sound?" She says making you smile.

You then look at your body and notice all the spots are gone. Maybe her blood was useful for you after all. It seemed to regenerate you slowly to health from your chicken pox.

During bed time, you were being tucked in by your mother and she kissed you goodnight. As you feel asleep in your warm bed, you hear creaking underneath.

You get suspicious and you look under the bed. It was too dark. You then decided to grab a candle and before you lit it, you heard a giggle of a little girl or something.

Your pupils then shrink and you scream as loud as you can and hide behind the armchair in your room.

Your mother then arrives shortly after you yelp.

"Y/n, is everything okay?" She asks you as you peek out of your hiding place.

"I... I... I... heard a girl... under my bed."

She then immediately looks under the bed. "I do not see anything." She says as she looks at you smiling as you widened your eyes with fear and confusion.

"Come on now little one, enough games, I'll see you in the morning. Go to sleep now." She says as she picks you up and puts you back to bed and leaves.

"She is an idiot. How did she not see me... right playmate?"

You turn around and see a doll and you scream and it fades to black.

Lady Dimitrescu POV

You hear the screaming from y/n again and you roll your eyes. If he does it the next time, he is going to be in trouble.

You enter his room and notice... he is gone. You gasp and your motherly instincts hit and you start to worry until you find a doll version of y/n.

"That STUPUD DOLL!" You scream as you throw the doll out the open window and you leave the castle to find him.