Skyrim's Psych Ward (Cicero x reader)

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"(Y/n)! Wake up please!"

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"(Y/n) !!!"

Your (eye colored) eyes fluttered open,
You feel dizzy, and ready to throw up..your vision is blurry and a very loud voice keeps on yelling your name.

Then you remembered, you are in a in a bed, not your bed but a hospital bed. You sighed and weakly turned your head to face the voice ,

Brynjolf,
His ginger hair covers his face as tears fall to the floor,
You look around and see white walls and the sound of a beeping heart monitor echos off rooms walls.

You tried to move but winced, you look down to your arms and sighed.

Your arms were cut, deeply especially the once on your wrist, along with burns. You were a pyromaniac, or so they said, you know your normal...just with bad habits.

You finally decided to end Brynjolfs suffering and weakly poke his shoulder.

His head quickly looked up with red puffy eyes, he looked shocked at first then tears ran down his face once more.

He hugged you and you didn't say a word, for you knew you would ruin him and the moment, you always ruined stuff...

His shaky hug soon died down when a nurse walked in and smiled at you, you just started.

The nurse turned to Brynjolf , who looked worried.

"May I speak with you sir?" She asked, he nodded and stood up from a chair next to the bed you were in.

Brynjolf looked at you and weakly smiled, " I'll be back (y/n)." He said as he hut the door behind him.

"Ugh..why did I do?" You whispered and slapped yourself. You hated seeing Brynjolf cry...and you hated yourself even more because you were the reason he was crying.

You wished you were dead, the suicide attempt failed, you really wanted to die, it would make the world just a little bit better without you, you thought.

"I'm so sorry. .." you whispered as hot tears rolled down your cheeks.

Your self- pity moment was disturbed when the door clicked open, revealing a even more sad Brynjolf and Kharlia was behind him.

Great...just great. .

"She will have to stay over night until we find a place," the same nurse said to Kharlia as she gave a weak smile and nodded.

Both walked in the room and Kharlia shut the door behind her.

You stared, not speaking...you felt very ashamed that they had to see you in such a state.

Brynjolf was the first one to break the silence,
" How long?.." his voice cracked in mid sentence.

I looked down, they both deserved to know...you looked back at them helplessly.
"How long (y/n)?.." He asked again.

"Since I was ...10" you said as now waterworks happened on your face

Brynjolf groaned and yelled" By the gods (y/n)!" He slammed his fist on your bed, making you jump.

Kharlia place a hand on his shoulder to calm him down.

" It's my fault." He said , you tensed up and reached out for him,
" No its not! It's my fault! I di-"

"It's my fault because I couldn't help you!" Brynjolf yelled as a tear ran down his toned cheek.

You bit your lip, you kept on shaking your head as both you and Brynjolf kept blaming themselves.