Lotus Blossom | {Nezha x reader}

Ch. 13 Four Days

SMALL ANNOUCEMENT: I've changed the beginning of the first chapter. I've only added a few paragraph at the beginning nothing mayjor really but I suggest you go over and read those extra two paragraphs at the start of the first chapter.

CW: Mentions Death / Graphic or Gorey Content

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....DAY 1....

It's been a while since you've been forcefully taken from the comfortable cabin you have been temporally staying, it's been... Alright to say the least, minus the amount of half hearted threats Denfu has made towards you, he has made sure to feed you and allow you to bathe and change clothing. However, you still didn't trust him but still being grateful with the surprisingly stable living conditions you've been subjected to, but you knew deep down this was a simple ploy to get you to marry him, he's told you that many times on what he will do when you wed. Something that disgusted you greatly. Although you could easily get yourself out of this predicament, you were hesitant to use your powers, however, this decision only fuelled Denfu's belief of you 'not having any powers'.  You continued to sit on you behind, in a room that's only barricaded when Denfu isn't there, with your arms crossed pouting like a child, "Is this how I die? Out of sheer boredom?" You asked no one in particular as you looked at the ceiling growling in frustration "I've got a week until Nezha arrives again and finds out what had happened, so I either wait for him, or I find away out of here myself.." You spoke your inner monologue as you laid down on your back.

Looking at the walls. you grew bored rather quickly, you had nothing to do, with limited contact, which was either with a select few of his followers or with Denfu himself. One of the only few things you could really do was draw on the walls and read whatever books Denfu gave you. "If this how the first day is going to be like, how will I live the rest of the week..." You groaned and complained to yourself. Eventually sitting yourself up thankfully, Denfu was kind enough to give you a journal and a feather pen and ink to write all of your thoughts and feelings into, however, warning you that if you were to fill it you would not get a new one, so you came to the decision of not writing in it often, mostly because of that would be the only thing you would get, and since you had a sneaky suspicion that he would read through it.

As you turned your head to look at your bed, you eyed on the journal you placed there a few hours ago. It was tempting as you continued to look at it, eventually you sighed and stood up, walking up to the hard and uncomfortable bed and sitting on it. Picking up the journal you opened to the first page, which was a brownish in colour and of course, black. Looking at the blank page, you thought if you should write in it. Keeping your face straight you decided to write down the day, and the days to come, you closed it again and placed it on the floor next to you and laid down draping the thin blanket over you, which would do much "It's just until the end of the week... This is fine.." You tried to reassure yourself but even so, you sounded unsure with yourself, you wished you could just be asleep for the days you would be here for, but unfortunately, your mortal body would not be physically able to handle it.