wriothesley x reader

Chapter One | Our meeting

CONTENT WARNING!!: Strong language will be used throught this entire book! As well as uneasy topics such as abuse, y/ns like social surroundings? and lots of in depth harsh bullying. If any of that is not your thing I totally get it and I understand if you choose not to read!! but if you do please enjoy my story :D

Wriothesley sits, working in his office on a cold breezy day. Papers after papers pile up on his desk. He sighs to himself before a guard knocks on his office door*

"Wriothesley, its for you." The guard states before closing the door.

Wriothesley sighs to himself yet again before standing up and walking down his stairs, opening his office door to see a girl next to her father. Shes bruised, cut up like shes been harmed with sharp objects. They look inflicted by someone else. Her eyes are tired and puffy, long eyebags rest under her eyes. Her h/c hair rets over his shoulders, slowly making its way down to her back.

Wriothesley then looks up, eyeing the man who brought her in.

"What can I do for you sir!" Wriothesley says with a smile, trying to please him.

"I heard this is a jail right. You must be the owner ." *The man paused before continuing to speak* "You see.. this slut here.. my daughter.." His face reeks of disgust as he says daughter. "- I need her gone. I thought this place would suit her, I thinking maybe giving her a job here? Maybe scooping inmates shit or maybe having to deal with the prisoners torture all day? like a punching bag!" As he said these words he laughed to himself. Wriothesley could see the pure evil in this mans eyes, not a good part of his soul could be found anywhere.

Wriothesley took a glance over to the girl before looking back over at the man.

"Of course we'll take her! The guards are always looking for extra help anyways!" Wriothesley said bluntly.

The man smiled and shoved the girl over to Wriothesley.

"Dont expect me to pick her back up. You can sell that whore to anyone you want when you get sick of her." He paused for another moment "Trust me. You will get sick of her."

Wriothesley tried to hide his disgust behind a smile before nodding away the man. Once the man left the fortress, wriothesley quickly got you upstairs. Setting you on his couch.

"Gosh.. you're in bad shape huh?" He whispered under his breathe before leaving to grab the first aid kit from his desk.

He walked back over and kneeled in front of you, slowly starting to clean your wounds.

"So.. whats your name..?" He said trying to start a conversation

To his surprise though, you didnt talk, all you did was stare blankly down to the ground, trembling softly

"Hello..? Anyone there?" He said tilting your head up to meet his eyes

You looked at him with tired eyes, no life was behind them.

"y/n." you stated very blandly. Extremely monotone.

"Y/n.. got it." Wriothesley said as he started to bandage some of your wounds

"I promise I wont feed you to the prisoners like your dad said" He giggled softly at his statement

You looked at him with your soft e/c eyes. Watching his movements as he cleaned you up.

"Alright.. all done." He said putting away the first aid kit.

Wriothesley walked back over, looking at you softly. The way you yawned, the way you blinked your eyes, the way your hair rested on your shoulders.

"Tired?" He asked with a hushed voice

You nodded, rubbing your eyes softly

"a little.." you said yawning again

Wriothesley smiled and extended his hand to you.

"Mmh.. we have some beds on the upper level.. you may rest there for now until I figure what to do with you.." Wriothesley said.

You grabbed his hand, squeezing it softly.

You followed him to the upper levels of the fortress, staying quiet the whole time.

He opened the doors to the bedrooms, little cots were all around the room, he looked around to find a vacant one.

"Okay y/n.. im gonna have you lay here for a while okay? You may rest all you need but I will come check on you at dinner time okay?" He said, pulling blankets over you.

You felt like a little angel, this was the first time anyone has ever treated you so well, you were in heaven. Yet some part of you wanted to reject all of it. Like you didnt deserve any of this treatment.

You nodded softly, pulling the blankets up to your face, closing your eyes gently.

Wriothesley watched as you fell asleep. He left the room and put a "do not disturb" sign on the door, making sure you got as much sleep as you needed. He headed back up to his office to take a look around on what jobs you could do.

He took you under his wing without any plan. He just wanted to get you away from that monster.