My Boy - Gally x Reader

Chapter 31

9 months in the glade

As the days passed in the wake of Kyle's banishment, the glade settled back into its familiar rhythm, yet for Y/N, the echoes of Kyle's haunting words lingered like a shadow in her mind. The nights, once a sanctuary of respite, now held the weight of Kyle's accusations, haunting her dreams with their chilling echoes.

Finding solace in Gally's presence, Y/N sought refuge in his hut, their shared warmth offering a fleeting sense of comfort amidst the turmoil of her thoughts. Yet even in the safety of his embrace, Y/N found herself unable to escape the memories that Kyle's words had stirred within her.

Each night, as she lay beside Gally, her mind drifted back to that fateful moment in the deadheads, the image of Kyle's desperate eyes burning into her memory with a searing intensity. "This is all your fault," his accusing words echoed in her mind, a relentless refrain that refused to be silenced.

Desperate for answers, Y/N found herself consumed by a relentless cycle of introspection, endlessly dissecting Kyle's cryptic words in search of meaning. What did he mean by "you could have saved us"? The question gnawed at her, its implications casting a shadow over her thoughts with their haunting ambiguity.

Yet amidst the turmoil of her own inner turmoil, Y/N remained steadfast in her commitment to Eleanor, the young girl's presence serving as a beacon of light in the darkness of her uncertainty. Despite the weight of her own burdens, Y/N remained steadfast in her determination to provide Eleanor with the care and guidance she needed to navigate life within the glade.

And as the days turned into weeks, Eleanor continued to grow accustomed to her new surroundings, her youthful curiosity and boundless energy a source of joy and inspiration for those around her. With each passing day, Y/N found herself drawn to Eleanor's innocence and resilience, finding solace in the simple pleasures of her company amidst the chaos of her own inner turmoil.

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Eleanor skipped through the glade, her small feet carrying her over the familiar paths she had come to know so well. Her eyes sparkled with curiosity as she spotted a vibrant cluster of flowers nestled among the grass. With a delighted squeal, she bent down to pluck a handful of blooms, their colorful petals a stark contrast to the muted tones of the glade.

As she gathered the flowers into a makeshift bouquet, her thoughts turned to Y/N, the kind and caring girl who had become like a big sister to her in the short time since her arrival in the glade. With a smile tugging at her lips, Eleanor tucked the flowers under her arm and set off in search of Y/N.

Meanwhile, Y/N sat beneath the shade of a towering tree by the edge of the tranquil lake, her thoughts consumed by the unsettling words Kyle had hurled at her before his banishment. Lost in her contemplation, she hardly noticed Eleanor's approach until the young girl appeared before her, a radiant smile lighting up her face.

"Y/N!" Eleanor chirped, her eyes bright with excitement as she reached her friend's side, "Look what I found! They're for you." Without hesitation, she plopped down beside Y/N, presenting her with the bouquet of flowers.

Y/N's heart swelled with warmth as she accepted the bouquet from Eleanor, marveling at the delicate beauty of the flowers. "Thank you, Eleanor. They're absolutely lovely," Y/N said, her voice tinged with gratitude.

As the two sat together beneath the shade of the tree, the gentle rustle of the leaves and the soft lapping of the lake against the shore provided a soothing backdrop to their conversation. Y/N felt a sense of calm wash over her as she listened to Eleanor's cheerful chatter, her worries momentarily forgotten in the presence of the young girl's infectious enthusiasm.