Eyes of Blue, Heart of Stone (Baroness X Femme Reader)

Claudia (Reprise)

Something in her eyes - her filthy blue eyes - made you burn. You had seen that smile a hundred times. You had heard that laugh a hundred times. You had been crushed by her a hundred times. You were not being crushed by her again.

"Pray, tell what's so funny!" You asked. "The joy of being right, Y/N." She replied. "Right?" You laughed, "There is a first!" You said. "You just don't want to admit that I'm right about all of your perversion." Claudia teased. "She may not have any evidence but it clear that you've fornicated with Sicky Vicky." Elizabeth quipped, guarding the ginger beast. "I said I don't know what you mean and you are not going to gaslight me into believing your bullshit!" You yelled. "Maybe you didn't pleasure yourself in the school bathrooms and maybe you didn't try and kiss Annie, but I know that Gabrielle Finch wasn't bullshit."

You went white.

"You don't know that."

"Oh but I do!"

"You don't know that! You can't know that!" You screamed and sobbed simultaneously. "Darling, you couldn't have gotten an A* in any other way." "Leave her alone!" Cruella barked. "Stay out of it." Claudia shouted back.

Why you tried to fight back was beyond you. A hit. A measly little hit was all you were able to get in. No matter how many times you begged her to stop and no matter how hard Cruella pulled her back, Claudia kept yelling and punching and screaming and kicking. The ground was cold.

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The ground was cold. She kicked your face. "Look at her!" She laughed, her cronies laughing too. She grabbed your face and pulled you up.

"Listen to me you filthy little dyke. No one will love you. No man or woman would ever want a little beast like you..."

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"Filthy little dyke!" Claudia screamed. Cruella flung her backwards. "We don't speak to people like that! Fuck off!" She shouted. Why that offended her so much was beyond you- or was it? Artie, of course, they're friends, aren't they. "Ms Devil-" "Mrs Fitzgerald, if you don't have anything helpful to say, I'd like to ask you to enjoy the rest of your day."

The ginger and the brunette devil walked away. Cruella stood hunched over you.

"Y/N, are you okay?" She helped you up. You nodded and hobbled down the road to finish the errand. "You can't expect to walk in your state! I'll walk you to the House of Baroness." She offered, kindly. "No." You replied. "I'll go myself!" Victoria's pride seemed to rub off on you. "You're not okay Y/N! I get we aren't friends or even similar in beliefs but it's the least I can do."

Your stepdaughter walked you back to work.

"Y/N! Where the FUCK have you been?" Victoria screamed. She grasped your face, inspecting the black eye and the cuts from the pavement. "And who did this to you?" She gasped. "I'm fine..." you groaned. "No you are not. Tell me."

You told her everything.

She was white with fury.

"I'm sorry." You sighed. "For what?" She asked, her soft calm voice was the polar opposite to her fury filled expression that had flared up seconds ago. "I know you probably don't approve of Cruella walking me here. I should have been more stern." You replied, meekly. "That's not a problem darling. You needed support. It was polite of her to do such a thing."

You curled up in Victoria's chair.

"Let's get you fixed up, poppet."