My dove

Mama| H&C + Agere

*Authors note~ Agere eat your heart out. A friendly reminder that everyone is welcome here for this content, only my nsfw is 18 + unless stated otherwise. And a thank you to all those who have been supporting me, love you guys*

Trigger warnings~ nightmares of past trauma, child abuse, sexual abuse from an older teen, alcoholic parents? Neglect?

Prompt~ tumblr anon 🦖~ hey! A playonic lesso where r goes to her crying in the middle of the night? X
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Being a Never was well known for being strong. Not just physically but you have to be emotionally guarded and stronger than your opponents. At least that is what Leonora Lesso says. Yet your Dean immediately recognised you weren't like the other students. Not only are you a reader, but you seem to act like a scared child when faced with your peers. She thought a trip to the doom room could toughen you up. But what she didn't know is, the doom room felt like home to you, a familiar cold distant environment where you only had yourself to trust and care for. Upon leaving you just stood, bowed your head at the woman and left a without a word or anything else.

That was what caused her to take a more sudden interest in you, hoping to build a relationship with you in order to find out what is causing such an off behaviour for a never student. Of course you found this suspicious, an adult had never truly paid attention to you, let alone notice anything off in your behaviour. What was even stranger is she didn't try to touch you, as soon as you made it know you weren't okay with it, she made sure your wishes were respected inside and outside the classroom.

Sure it took her months to finally build that relationship with you but to her it was worth everything and for you, it meant everything and more. For the first time in your life you finally felt safe to show some weakness and vulnerability with another. It was freeing of a sort, but you knew deep down she didn't know the whole story, one day you'd tell her but only when you were sure she could be trusted. Leonora allowing you to do things your own pace showed you that, and that's why you told her bits in drips and drabs. To test the waters with the woman.

Nightmares have been a reoccurring situation for you, all your life you've been on edge and hyper vigilant, even in your sleep. And your sure if your parents were actually sober maybe they would've noticed and told you it's just an overactive imagination. But they were never sober, early on you had to learn to cook clean and dress yourself as well as care for a house that honestly they were never in. If they remembered sometimes your aunt would babysit you. But even then, it was a rarity and not one you loved at all.

You'd tried to tell them what she did, but they only got madder at you and made sure you'd be extra sore in the morning, to teach you about telling lies. But only it wasn't lies, they were just to drunk to care or notice that. Despite your aunts special time being all you knew, you knew it was wrong, and now you were safe the memories haunted your slumber.

On this particular night, you couldn't wake up, it was like being thrown back in the past where everything felt so real again. You would cry scream and fight your way through, desperately looking for an escape from the way her hands pinned you down or continued to hurt you in unimaginable and unspeakable ways. It wasn't fair. You were only 3, absolutely no chance of overpowering her, only this time it was like you were an outsider looking in on it.

When you finally got out of the horrid nightmare, your throat was horse from screaming and crying, body tangled in the sheets, littered with scratched and hits from your own hands and hot salty tears steadily streaming down your cheeks. The first thing you noticed was you needed air, it felt like you were drowning. The second thing you noticed was how everything looked overwhelming and massive to you. The third was that you were alone, and that meant she could find you again, and that wasn't something you or your little headspace wanted, so you went blindly searching for someone safe.

You'd lost count how many times you'd tripped over your own feet or even just air due to your shaking limbs. Everything seemed to move and blur as you desperately wanted to find safety, to subconsciously find her. The longer you stumbled along the halls the more upset you became, these damn nightmares causing such an emotional toll on your being that you couldn't help the rapid decrease in headspace.

You managed to finally find the door with the shiny on it, you knew it was hers. Only her door had the shiny golden rectangle on, you didn't even bother to knock but rather just walked on in. You didn't even noticed how much your arrival startled the dean, all you noticed was her. Safe now. If you were in your normal headspace you would reprimanded yourself for such an action, yet you weren't so you tried to run into her arms before stumbling and accidentally banging your head on her desk. "Mama" you whimpered through your tears and opened and closes your fists at the woman. It was a clear direct signal for touch, one she wasn't expecting to see.

"It's okay my little dove, shall mama get you coldies for your head?" She murmured before scooping you into her arms. Safe now. You were safe and that was all you could think about. Leonora didn't need a reply, the bruise already forming on your head told her the answer, so grabbing a cold pack she kept for her knee, she sat you on her lap and whispered reassurance and comfort, exactly like a mother would do while you soaked in her embrace. "Mama safe now" you murmured into her shoulder causing her to miss it slightly. "Safe from who my darling?" It was meant with care but you immediately went stiff and replied "mean lady."

As much as the dean could she tried to rack her brains for what you meant but she knew nothing. It was like trying to find some string in a yarn ball. Impossible. But soon enough your little state started to remember your nightmare and confide in your mama. That was the night she promised to keep you safe, taking on a mother role in your life and would never allow anyone to ever hurt you ever again. That was her promise as she settled you back to sleep. And a promise is something she wouldn't ever break.

Word count~ 1162