James Patrick March x reader

CHAPTER 23: More embazzled information

Liz helped me to get my shit together and confront James once more. We walked to room 78 and I knocked. 

The door opened, "May I come in?" I asked James who stood in the door.

"Of course." He said and stepped aside.

I turned to Liz one last time, who gave me a reasuring nodd and waited for the door to close behind me.

"Please, take a seat." He said and offered me the seat oposite his. "I admire your determination to get an answer my love." He said and avoided looking me in the eyes.

"James, please. I'm not one of your business asociates. At least I hoped I wasn't." I said and looked to my feet.

"You're not." He said quickly. "I'm sorry, y/n." He sighed and continued. "I didn't tell you because I was afraid to loose you. It is something I thought would be too much to handle for you. And I'm sorry that you had to learn through Elizabeth." He paused to look at me but continued right after staring into my face. "Of course I make sure to not contract anything. I know basic hygene even if I'm from a different time, y/n." He said mockingly. "And of course we have something special! I love you!"

"Am I not enough? Is that it then?" I asked hurt.

"NO! Its not that you're not enough! However, the feeling. The power it gives me over them. It is unlike anything you've ever felt!" He explained.

"You use them. No feelings?" I asked and he nodded.

"Yes! No feelings whatsoever. I promise, you are the only one for me y/n!" He sounded desperate.

"Fine. Is there anything else I should know about?" I asked angrily.

"I guess there is one thing. But I swear to you that I don't care one bit for that devil! Elizabeth and I have a son. Bartholomew she calles it." He spoke and I thought I had gone deaf. His lips moved, but I didn't hear anything.

"A child." I repeated, he started flailing his arms but all of that was blurry. I got up and started to leave his room. He touched my arm. Tried to pull me. I looked him in his face. "A CHILD THAT YOU DON'T EVEN RECOGNISE AS YOUR OWN?!?" I yelled, which shock the whole hotel. "BECAUSE THAT IS SO MUCH BETTER!" I yelled and flailed my own arms around. He backed away. "I'm leaving." I said and walked through his door and up to the elevator.

The doors dinged and I stood face to face with the breathtakingly eautiful Elizabeth.

"Can we talk?" I asked, to which she said yes.

"What is it y/n?" She asked and gestured for me to sit down.

"James told me that you two have a child." I stated and her face contorted.

"I have a child. A son, yes." She said and stood from the couch. "Would you like to meet him?" She asked me and I nodded.

"I didn't mean to open any wounds." I said carefully.

"His name is bartholomew. I tried to abort him, but that obviously didn't work. He's stuck as a child, for all of eternity." She explained and led me to room 33.

We entered and walked to the crib. In it laid a grotesque little monster. Nighmare fuel. Instead of saying anything, I kept my mouth shut. And we left without another word.