Onceler x fem reader

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TW: nothing graphic js mention of blood

I looked down at my laptop screen to receive a notification. It was hot news. I looked at the article to see a picture of the Onceler. He was posed confidently and smiled at the cameras. The caption under the image read,

Rising Sensation, Inventor of the Thneed tm, the tall young man, The Onceler. He poses in front of a press conference.

He was gorgeous. I missed him so much. I wanted to do something for him.

After work I began going through the library books for gardening. It was a hobby I was interested in. I'm going to make a garden just for him. On the side of the house there was a bare patch of land I had found a shovel and some seeds lying around. I sectioned off the garden for a walkway and for the flowers to grow. I planted the seeds and then fiilled a watering can by a pond. The one I had sat at one night. The water was browner than the last time I had seen it. And no animals were in it. I thought it would do though. I watered my plants used some pebbles to line the path.

I thought it would do for now.

It was already getting late. I started towards the house before hearing a terrifying noise. A truck carrying other machinery was barreling towards me. I jumped though one of the tools nicked my leg. Brett stopped the truck and hopped out.

"I'm sorry. I didn't see you there." He looked down at my leg and jumped.

It was bleeding. Brett helped me into the house. Isabella looked shocked. She and Aunt Griselda called a doctor. The doctor stitched me up in my room. He covered my wound in a bandage, and explained it needed to be change everyday until it was healed. He left some bandages with me.

I slept horribly that night.

So for the next two days I sat in bed, doing my work from there. I was so angry at Brett though it didn't matter.

The next morning I limped out to the garden to check on the plants. Little leaves were already there. My leg hurt like crazy though I could walk again.

On my way to the front door I was a limo pull up. The Onceler stepped out. He smiled at me, and then glanced at my leg. His mom ran out the door to greet him.