Chapter Eighteen: Aftercare Part 2

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Your eyes widened at Leonora's question, rushing to the bathroom, you looking in the mirror, to your horror the redness was fading away leaving a dark blue/black bruise the shape of a hand imprinted on your skin. You were at a loss for words, Lesso joined you in the bathroom moving her hand to have a closer look. You flinched away, hands going in front of your face, causing the older redhead to stop immediately. "Darling I'm not going to hurt you, I just need to take a look." She said, reassuring you that you were not going to be hurt by her. You slowly move your hands away letting your girlfriend look at the bruise.

Silent tears fell as your lover silently looked at your neck. "My love, I need you to tell me who did this to you." She finally spoke. "I can't tell you." You reply, looking down at the floor. Deep down you wanted to tell Nora that it was Rafal but you couldn't risk her getting hurt because of you. "Really it's nothing, I'm fine." As concerned as she was, Leonora reluctantly nodded her head,as you changed the topic. "Can we watch the movie now?" "Sure darling." Her response was short, still wondering about the bruises on your skin.

During the movie you had fallen asleep on Nora's chest, your arms wrapped securely around her waist. Using magic she turned the TV off and proceeded to move you to her bed. Changing you into pajamas before going into the bathroom to take off her makeup. As she finished her skincare Leonora heard you moving around in her bed, exiting the bathroom her eyes found your form thrashing in the bed, seemingly having some sort of nightmare. She was confused by this because you had not experienced a nightmare for quite some time. "Y/n love, wake up please." Attempting to wake you up seemed impossible for some reason. Unbeknownst to her, Rafal was in your head, tormenting you with different scenarios.

Once Lesso decided enough was enough she entered your head, finally seeing what was going on in your nightmare. Rafal had Lesso under his control, with a dagger in her hand she stabbed you in the stomach, before leaving with him. The thought of this actually happening scared Lesso, because she had once been under his influence before and knew the kind of power he held when it came to manipulating people's thoughts and actions.

Shooting up from the place on the bed, you turned to see Nora looking at you, scared, confused and still half asleep. You bolted from the room, running through the dark corridors till you made it to the bridge. Not knowing where to go, you rushed towards the School for Good hoping to seek comfort in the Dean of Good.

Fairies guarded the outside of the school, frantically pleading with them to let you in, two of them leading you up the winding staircase towards Dovey's office. Opening the door she looks confused as to why you're there but nonetheless lets you in. Noticing you panicked state, she ushers you towards the large couch in the middle of her office. Working with you to try and calm down, once you are able to breathe normally she starts asking you questions. "Y/n is the middle of the night, what are you doing here?" "I'm sorry, I didn't know where else to go." You reply feeling bad to barge into her room in the middle of the night. "Don't dwell on that right now, focus on telling me what happened if you can." "I had a bad dream, Rafal had Nora under his control and she stabbed me, then left me to die." Dovey had a confused look on her face when you said Rafal's name. "What do you mean Rafal? Is he back?" She questioned. "Yes, I thought Nora told you." You replied honestly "She didn't but don't worry we will make sure that doesn't happen, but for now, we should get you back to her, because I know her, and she must be worried sick." Nodding your head, you and Dovey walk back over the bridge, seeing the doors to the School for Evil opening and Orion running over to you, almost knocking you down. Taking some time to give him some love, Dovey takes this time to tell Lesso what you had disclosed to her. 

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