Oblivion (Laurence x Reader) [HOLD]

Life is a Nightmare

Laurence's POV

I open my eyes. Wait, I thought my eyes were already open... I guess not. My arms and legs ache, but they don't move without my command. My back feels broken and when I move just a little bit, it makes me wince with pain. I'm starting to remember. I was thrown in here, my eyes not open and my spine crushed against the wall. I touch my face and lick my lips, feeling and tasting the tangy blood. Now I touch the top of my head and feel more blood, but I stop. The source should remain unknown to me if I can help it. Trying to get off of my stomach, my spine makes soft cracking noises and hurts like it's on fire. I would rather set it aflame then hear the crackling, but I eventually sit. I'm in some sort of prison cell, supported with iron bars and stone bricks cracked with moss and mold. It extremely hot in here and my face starts sweating; it carries the blood along with it when it drips down my face. There is a food and water bowl, fit for a dog or cat, and sharp pebbles surrounding a little bed. I look into the water bowl, seeing my reflection. I have scratches on my face, blood dripping down, looking like red, malty tears. But something is different... woah... WOAH...

AM I A MEIF~WA?!

I get up fast, paining me, but at least I'm on my feet. Wh-what?! That meif~wa girl kidnapped Y/N, then kidnapped me, Aphmau, and Katelyn, then she locks us up and turns us into cat people?!?! I grab my head, finding the source of the blood, and shake it. No... no... NO...
"Y/N..." I murmur to myself. My life is a nightmare. I wish I had never discovered Aphmau or gave her directions that day she came to Meteli! THEN NONE OF THIS WOULD HAVE EVER HAPPENED!!! But I think about the memories I made. And if I had just stayed there, I would've been just a guard. Never a friend, never anything more. I'd go insane as the Chicken Shaman. And then, as clear as day, I hear my name.
"Laurence?" I look up from my bloody hands and put them on the iron bars. In front of me is another cell, same layout, small as heck, but there's a person inside of it. H/C hair, deep E/C eyes that are staring into my soul, and A/C (any color) cat ears and a tail, just like mine. She says my name again, "Laurence."
"Y/N," I say her name and want to hug her and kiss her all over her face. She looks a little hurt too, her lips puffy and sore, her hands pruned as they grip onto the iron bars. She looks paler than usual and her hair is a jumbled mess on her head. Of course, mine is a mess too, with more blood.
"Oh my Irene, Laurence... I thought you had a seizer..." Y/N sighs with relief, and then I notice the blood on one of her hands; it lays lifeless lay on the ledge by the bars. I want to ask her what happened to her. What happened to me. But I don't have time.
"Y/N, we have to get out of here," I say sternly and try to jiggle the handle on the door, but it doesn't budge.
"Laurence."
"No, we have to try." I slap my hands on the door.
"Laurence."
"No..." I slam my whole body against the door and cripple to the ground, wanting to sob.
"Laurence." I don't say anything. I'm listening. "Aphmau, Katelyn, you, and I used to be in the same cell room until they moved Katelyn and Aphmau to a different room. Apparently one of them is going to marry the Wolf Prince. They considered me until I fought back and punched the Wolf Prince in the jaw. They've scheduled my hanging already."
"What..."
"Yeah. If I had known I was supposed to keep my composure around the prince, I would've. But I had no idea," Y/N sighs, "I'm so stupid."
"No you're not. I would've done the same thing," I reply defensively. Y/N doesn't say anything else and I don't either. There's nothing else to say.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter! As you can tell, things are kind of getting intense in this book, so prepare for some feels! A new chapter will be out soon!
Nya,
Soccerkitty7