This wasn't the plan (M.R x Reader)

Part 68

TW - Mentions of Eating Disorders
TW - Mentions of self Harm and Suicide
I am going to place a ⚠️ whenever it says anything about Self Harm and Suicide. Incase anyone wants to skip those parts.
A/N - this chapter is going to have loads of time skips because I can't be bothered to fill in the 1 or 2 hour time gaps.

Third Person POV

Sometimes one of life's greatest wonders is why?

You may know who, you may know what, you may know where, and you may know when. But sometimes you may never know why?

You can do whatever you want in life but the one thing that is stopping you is why? Why do it? Why do you want to? Why?

But what if the reason why never reveals itself, what if the only person to have the reason hides themselves for eternity.

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Once the boys left with Allison and alerted everyone else that she had been retrieved, no one knew what to do.

She was Unresponsive, bruised, corpse looking. Her skin so pale, so thin, so sick, you could see the outlines of her bones, almost as if she was wearing leather over her bones.

Scars decorated her body, from her feet up to her face, not one of them healed. The clothes that were on her body were scapes of the dress she wore from months ago.

Everyone in the order were shocked to see what the girl had gone through, what she looked like from when she got abducted to how she does now was torture.

Molly Weasley, Molly Riddle, and Evelyn Evergreen, all worked together night and day in order to try to heal the girls body. Molly Weasley tried to get the younger Riddle girl to leave the room, as it was not a pretty sight to see your best friend in such a state, but being stubborn the girl refused saying "I can't leave, how could you expect me to do that to my own best friend, im staying and helping whether you like it or not"

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It had now been 2 weeks since Allison has been rescued, it took her 3 days to wake up from the immense trauma that her body suffered. It took her an extra day before she would talk, but only stringing together sentences of a word or two.

The most development she had made was she would let only 5 people touch her, Evelyn, Benjamin, Jake, Molly and Mattheo. Although that did take her a week, and she never looked at any of them in the eyes, all ways looking outside of her window.

Her bedroom had been moved around in August, her bed being planted right next to the window overlooking their garden, her TV planted on the wall that her bed faced. A desk was planted next to the door, while her vanity and dresser were on the final wall of her room.

"Princess, I've got your lunch here, it's tomato and cheese sandwich, your favourite" Mattheo called out standing in the entrance of her room, the door was open yet he refused to enter unless she told him to, not wanting to scare her and make her go back to not speaking.

"You can come in" her voice dazed, almost as if she wasn't really there but her body was. Mattheo was over ecstatic, to anyone else there's four simple words would mean nothing but to everyone in the manor, that was the most she had spoken since she was back.

He walked into the room, leaving the plate next to her as he sat down at the bottom of her bed to watch her eat. He knew about her old eating disorder and couldn't bear for her to go back into that journey again, he made everyone promise that if they were to bring her food, they must watch her eat it.