(Y/n's) POV.
"Disgusting. I don't even know why I kept you." He slapped me.
"B-But Pa!" I choked on my sobs, my red cheek tingling.
"No buts! Now get your ass in your room right now or else!" He threatened me.
I gasped and cried more, "No! No, please! Anything, but that!"
"Is there cotton in your ears? Get up there!" He dragged me up stairs.
He roughly threw me on my bedroom floor, locking the door as he stepped inside.
"Please! Stop! Don't come any closer!!" I screamed out.
I gasped as I sat up in my bed, my vision kept flickering to black.
"You alright there?" I heard a male with a forgein accent ask.
"I like to think I am." I muttered, my tears flowing onto my cheeks.
"Do you seek help?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Ha! Trust me, I've already tried.. Every single one says the same thing." I fumbled with my bed sheets.
"It'll get better in a matter of weeks.." We said in unison.
"They haven't found a cure.." I said in only a whisper.
"They might as well throw me in a asylum." I laid down to rest my throbbing head.
"Do you.. Need anything?" They questioned.
"Tea would be nice, thank you...?" I trailed off.
"It's Tord." He smiled, leaving from my room.
"Tord.. What a peculiar name.." I said aloud.
~Time Skip~
I walked down the stairs with my headache decreasing, until I heard arguing in the living room.
"Like you would even know her!" Tom yelled at the one in red, I always seem to forget his name, his hands into fists.
"Who?" I walked off the last step of the stairs.
"Who the fuck do you think I'm talking about?" Tom huffed.
"Susan." I narrowed my eyes at him, glaring.
"Ha, now that's accurate!" Red hoodie laughed out.
"Thanks.. Uhh..." I tried to remember.
"Tord? I told you an hour ago?" He raised an eyebrow.
"I'm a.. Forgetful person, I suppose.." I shrugged it off, walking into the kitchen.
I heard the gang start chatting, didn't really care enough to eavesdrop.
As I grabbed a bowl from the cabinet, to serve myself some cereal, I heard ticking noises.
I looked around for a clock, but I didn't seem to find any.
"Must be in the living room then.." But it seems that the ticks were getting louder with every breath I took.
The noise started to frighten me, thus making my breathing unstable and fast.
Tears had pricked at the corners of my eyes.
"You see this?" He smirked.
I quickly nodded my head, holding my breath.
"Do you know what time it is?" He glanced at the clock in his hands.
"7, s-sir." I managed to sutter out.
"Do you know what happens at 7?" He took a hold of my arm with his free hand.
"N-No, sir." I stumbled towards him as he pulled my arm with full force.
*SHATTER*
I feel to my knees, sobbing on the floor, covering my face.
The broken glass had periced my skin.
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"Has she been acting like this before?"
"For quite a while.."
"How long?"
"For about.. One to two months?"
"Has she had any rest?"
"It's quite unusual for her to rest completely.."
"I see.. Well, I'll see you four soon again."
"Oh, and make sure you keep an eye on her. She's quite... Let's just say, Interesting."
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Lockdown || Tord x Reader
Fanfic[Y/n] is struggling with herself and with others, she's ill. And Tord wants her for one specific reason.
