My dove

Too far| angst?

*Authors note~ part 2 here we come and in advance I suggest y'all get tissues*

Trigger warnings~ really angsty

Prompt~ tumblr anon~ Damn I'm already asking for part 2 😂of I'm sorry so it's your choice but may I have have a part 2 where reader maybe dies or if they wouldn't wake up after weeks or months
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"Leonora carefully took you to her room and began to clean you up, the blood scrubbed off, the tattered clothing changed and cream rubbed gently on the absurd skin. "I'm so sorry darling, I should've listened to you. I hope you know how truly sorry I am."
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Truly, it was unusual for Leonora to care after a students trip to the doom room, but this was a unique case, you were a unique case. Deciding sleep was the best thing to help your battered body heal, she allowed you to rest in her bed while she forced her body to stay awake and watch over you. Normally, guilt wasn't an emotion that Lady Lesso would experience but now she was being drowned in it over and over again, wave after wave.

You should've woken up by now, she knew that. But you won't wake up. Sleep should've healed you. Deciding against it touching you she even tried to use some smelling salts on you, hoping it would wake you. But no success was found. In fact with every attempt she made to wake you and failed the guilt would rise higher, just about ready to make her pull her hair out. She couldn't have killed you? Sure she was evil but a murder? No, that is not who she is now.

Sitting next to your battered body she could see how wrong she was, you being nothing more than a sweet girl who was cruelly misunderstood by everyone, even Leo herself. She decided to give you until dinner. If you hadn't woken by then, she'd have to go and get some help. You would not die on her part that was for sure. Truly she knew she was out of her depth here.

Time tickled on, and there was no improvement in your condition. So of course you needed more help. Scoping you up into her ams she carried you to the medical wing in a desperate need for help. "Help me now! It's y/n she won't wake up" she practically screamed scarring the nurses into action. You were swiftly taken from her arms and placed in a hospital bed where vitals were taken and you were rushed into theatre. "Let me in there" she snarled at some poor junior doctor who looked absolutely terrified of her wrath. "Lady lesso, I can't do that. Wait here we will try our best. You being in there won't be much help" they informed before fleeing from her rage, the guilt now turning into anger. How could she be careless and stupid?

Hours after hours went by, there was no news, and truthfully she was running out of people to threaten with unimaginable consequences for not telling her or taking her to you. So when she finally got given your room number she hurried in to see you. There you lay incredibly pale, wrist in a cast, some cuts had been reopened and stitched properly. An iv was hooked up pushing antibiotics through you as you battled a infection. It was unknown to the staff, a very rare infection and of course the cuts exposed to the air triggered it off.

Your infection could take your life, she knew that. Only powerful beings would be able to contact it and last this long, truly she'd been underestimating you and she made sure to remind herself not to do that to you ever again. Sitting by your bedside Leonora allowed herself to cry. The lack of sleep and overwhelming emotions lowering her walls down to non existence. "I'm sorry y/n, I'm so sorry!" She whispered hoping you could hear her. "Please wake up love" she murmured before allowing the exhaustion to overtake her.

Neither of you knew what would happen now. What if you never woke up? What if you woke up and hated her? What if you died? There was too many what ifs for the woman who craved answers and routines. She could even imagine missing you so much, and those girls will be reprimanded for what they have done, but right now you are important. Truly she wanted to punish them to the high hell but not knowing if you'd pull through or not was stronger than the need to punish them.

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