When I regained conciousness I felt empty. I looked around and found myself on the bed in the apartment.
"Y/N!" Donovan said as he hugged me.
"YO. Donovan what happened?" I asked but while doing that I already remembered what had happened. "Elizabeth!" I shouted while my hand went up to my throat. There was a deep wound and I practically yanked my hand away scared of tearing myself apart. "She didn't do anything to you as well, did she?" I asked worried and looked him over.
"No." He said sounding guilty and adverting his gaze. "Just you."
"Good." I said with relief.
"Good?" He asked as his head snapped back to face me.
"There's no need for you to be stuck here too." I said and smiled. "I guess... You'll have to go shopping without me from now on."
"Oh stop it, y/n. I was so scared that you wouldn't show yourself." He said and held onto my hand.
"Why wouldn't I? Now that we're friends you won't get rid of me that easily!" I said and grinned. "I should see James..." I said and walked over to one of the mirrors. "You think he'll notice?" I asked and laughed nervously.
"Ah no. That's not even that noticable." Donovan said and added, "You don't seem very phased by all this."
"I guess I saw it coming. Or maybe the realization hasn't set in yet." I said and shrugged.
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James Patrick March x reader
FanfictionI do not own any of the characters. you enter the hotel Cortez and end up head over heels for its murderous hotelier.
