𝐿𝒾𝓉𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝑀𝒾𝓈𝓈 𝑅𝒶𝓉𝓇𝒾 [TPN X Reader]

0.1

ALL PREVIOUS TRIGGER WARNINGS APPLY BUT, THIS CHAPTER IS ALSO TW:DRUGGING!!! VOMITING!!! DEPRESSION & ANXIETY TW!!!

Y'all gonna be screaming about this chapter 😭 Ik how y'all hate when Y/n gets offended. Yeah uhhh- ITS NOT MY FAULT!

Also if you hate being tied down by doctors!

Y/n is around 17-possibly 18

"[Y/n] is still asleep, Dove? It's been several months. Shouldn't you be going back home to your family?" The head maid looked worried for Dove.

"I'm fine, I can work just easily from here." Dove softly argued. The head maid didn't look beat. "Your family is across the country, and you've even canceled the engagement to [Y/n] you have no obligation to be here" She huffed.

"My family will be fine, [Y/n] is the one I'm worried about Shes gonna panic when She wakes up. I don't want her to have a heart attack. She doesn't have anybody here." Dove
Argued.

"I practically raised [Y/n] She'll remember me." The maid took offense, as she gasped.

Dove apologized but He's still wary about what could happen if [Y/n] woke up.

The situation deescalated itself. Dove went up to his room. The manor itself wasn't the biggest, it only had around 8 bedrooms.

It was only 2 stories high. With the things that make a house a house. By looks of the place though, it was only a ghost of what the home used to be. All the portraits being almost a decade old. no sound, no noise, this place loses at the bottom of what makes a family home.

Everything is most likely being dusted down instead being cleaned. Nothing was used, since there was really no family here to begin with.

Dove went through at the rooms before, and nothing stuck out. Except the fact that any thing that included their parents were blurred out. Why was there nothing on Y/n's parents. All Dove knew was that their dead.

He went to sleep.

The next day, Dove was ready to repeat his routine.

Dove was eating his breakfast, when suddenly his watch dinged. It wasn't a report about [Y/n]'s pulse becoming unstable. It was rising slowly, She was waking up.

He rushed to her room, Almost falling to the stairs just to get there. [Y/n] was connected to a bunch of wires. She laid down, eyes opened.
She was laying down still. "[Y/n] it's me Dove" He softly spoke.  "How long have I been i asleep" [Y/n] started to face Dove now. "It's been 6 months" He said. Dove noticed the uneasiness in [Y/n]'s face. "But, it's alright you didn't miss anything- and everyone is waiting for you" he gave her the biggest smile.

"I missed Peter's birthday, didn't I" [Y/n] was worried. Dove seemed to question something, "You do know what happened to Peter right?" He asked, [Y/n] wouldn't have lost her memories of that day right. "What would happen to Peter?" [Y/n] scoffed, as She observed Dove's face. "Don't tell me He's actually dead." You can see She was holding on to that one last piece of hope. "SHIT!" [Y/n]'s head started to go on a frenzy. Her headache sky-rocketed. "GET OUT!" She yelled to the empty seat. Dove was already out calling for the family doctor who should've been here by now. "He's fucking dead now too!" [Y/n] screamed, throwing the pillows, sheets, and wires off of her.

That was when Dove called the guards inside. "Get your shitty hands off of me" She struggled still weak from her months long slumber. Then She was forced into sleep after the drugs ended her tantrum.

The second time [Y/n] woke up it wasn't infront of Doves kind face. It was her Auntie, why the hell was She even allowed in the house. She was peeling apples- but [Y/n] wouldn't be surprised if they were poisoned.