Oblivion (Laurence x Reader) [HOLD]

Fall and Winter

First, I was tagged by two lovely people, so thank you @Dragonce and @_xXEmberxX_ for tagging me! I actually don't know if either of those people read this book, but if they do, HIIIII and THANKS FOR THE TAG
Okay, so I guess I'm just going to answer these questions really quick...

1. My username is @soccerkitty7
2. My eye color is brown
3. My hair color is brown
4. One fact about me...? UHHHHHHHH MY FAVORITE ANIME IS TOKYO GHOUL...? IS THAT INTERESTING...?
5. My favorite color is purple
6. Favorite place? My room? My desk? My brain? Does that count...?
7. Favorite celebrity: Pink Sheep. Boom.
8. MY FAVORITE ANIMAL IS CAAAAAATS
9. I really like the song "Play Date" by Melanie Martinez right about now
10. I LOVE THE BOOK "Carry On" BY RAINBOW ROWELL YAAYAYAYAYAYA #Snowbaz

And I tag to answer the same questions: Bobbiwithani , AGKraftyGamer2257 ResaReza , pPhamof_shipping38 , KittyCupacake , The_Queen_of_Thieves , Diamond_Skies , and Anime_watching_nerd !

Anywho, back to the story! And also thanks again to @Dragonce and @_xXEmberxX_ for the tag!

Y/N's POV

"The girl's name was Fall," I begin, "She always wondered why her name wasn't Autumn, but her mother told her it was because that Fall meant something different than Autumn."
"Why was she really named Fall?" Dmitri asks.
"Because when you fall like the leaves on the trees, you never know where you're going to land," I answer him, "As Fall grew up, she became more beautiful as she grew. She had bright orange and red and brown hair just like the leaves before they fall and rot. She had bright blue eyes that glimmered like the clear sky and lots of little freckles dotted her face."
"I can see her," Dmitri's eyes close. "But she doesn't look like you."
"This is a fairy tale. Not my story."
"But it is your sto---"
"Then one day, Fall was taken from her home by a band of Shadow Knights," I interrupt him. "She was transformed into one of them because of her beauty and precious touch. They thought they could use her. But she escaped from the hell-like Nether."
"HOW?!"
"A man. A man named Winter."
"Why was he named Winter?"
"Because he thought that when all of the bad things happen to you, your heart turns cold."
"Does it?"
"Not unless you don't find the sun. Then the sun melts."
"What does he look like?"
"Winter had bright orange hair like Fall's because his heart was not cold. He did not understand the true meaning of his name," I continue the story, "He saw Fall, tears pouring down her innocent face. But her innocence had faded after the transformation, now that she's seen the worst she could ever see. Winter knelt down and healed Fall with his soft words, comforting her frail soul until it began to harness back onto reality and she no longer felt like a heathen. She prayed to Irene. For a miracle." Dmitri leaned in closer to me and puts his head on the side of my arm, closing his eyes. I could tell he was still listening by the tone of his breathing and the slight blinking his eyelashes still did to keep his eyes wet. "They did escape," I continue, "but Winter had told Fall to run and start a new life. So she did. The icy cold of the storm had made her suffer and choke on cries of pain. Fall was now feeble, as weak as a twig on a tree as wind blew by. Shaking, crying, fuming, and weakened. Eventually she did live her life; as a bandit. Fall needed to do this to survive, in fact. She could not find what she was good at and needed to survive somehow."
"But she was beautiful," Dmitri murmurs, his eyes still shut, "didn't someone love her?"
"The person that did love her," I stroked my hand through his tangled hair and began to softly get the knots out, "was now as cold as ice."
"WINTER!!!" Dmitri yells, his eyes growing wide, "OH-NO, WHAT HAPPENED?!"
"Fall one day fourteen years later decided to go back to the village that she had found Winter, only to find him not there. A man with blue hair and bright blue eyes was waiting for people that had gone missing to return. So she waited with him until they returned and one day, Fall found a man her age with hair as white as snow with streaks as blue as the darkest part of the ocean, standing at a familiar grave. His eyes were shards of ice and crisps of frost. But it was Winter. The other missing people that Fall had specifically met were Spring, who had dark brown hair that was covered in the bloom of flowers. There was also Frost, who was a very cold person on the outside and warm with grief on the inside. The whole village had celebrated the missing people's return with a party and Winter and Fall danced, hand in hand, feet matching steps, hearts beating at the same pace. Until Fall was kiddinapped."
"Again?!" Dmitri complains.
"Again. She was taken to a prison cell and found herself with meif~wa ears and tail. Soon, Winter was their too, hurt and his body was slowly freezing. His skin was beginning to rot and his hair turned to ice as his fingertips turned to stone."
"I'm scared for Winter, Y/N..." Dmitri is shaking now and I rub his cheeks.
"It's okay. It only goes uphill from here."

Thank you so much for reading this chapter! Sorry it took so long to publish! Also I did not have time to edit it, so if it has any errors, I apologize! A new chapter will be out soon!
Nya,
Soccerkitty7