New Princess (Dante x Reader)

20

   I knew I'd been there a while, my birthday the month before school started, and these guys apparently did their homework; they brought me a cake and sang happy birthday to me. They let me see by then, they were a few years older than me, but even so, they took the best care they could of me. I wasn't allowed to see their faces; they wore masks around me to ensure that. One thing was for sure; I was scared of them.

   I waited in my designated room in their basement, what's freaky is that I'd referred to it as 'our basement', and I had given up hope Dante was going to save me. He hadn't come in over a year, why would he come rescue me now? There's probably some story that I was killed out there, keeping him away from finding me. It made me so sad, to think that person I liked, and was hoping to grow close enough with to fulfill my parents' requirement at the end of college, was sad and alone, when I was right there, yearning for him too.

   There's a bit of a bright side though, I've gotten time to wonder about how I got here, even though I don't remember much, and the more time I spend here, the more I want to stay; it feels like I'm in a coma, active in mind and spirit, but not in body.

  Another year rolled by, and another, then yet another; my captors don't wear their masks anymore, but they didn't talk with me much anyways. They had upgraded me to an actual room in the basement, with walls, a good bed, and new clothes. Every day I get up I feel like my brain is just running slower and slower. Could I really be in a coma? And if I am, how worried am I making Dante? My parents? Everyone on campus? Scratch that, I would've graduated last year. I just wanna leave. I thought as I did the laundry; it was one of the chores they divvied up with me. I'll get out of here soon enough, I just need to give it time. I sighed and kept folding the laundry, wondering how much longer I would be stuck like this.