I felt throbbing. Throbbing everywhere. I felt around, and didn't feel the scratchy sheet of the guard house, sighing with relief. At least I'm still home. I tried to blink open my eyes, but one opened without a problem, the other stayed shut with a twinge of pain. I felt for my voice mentally, then tried to speak. My voice was cracking, scratchy, and quiet, but there. "D-Dante?" In an instant, I felt him next to me, his hand catching mine and lacing our fingers together. "Where am I?" I pause. "What happened to my eye?"
After Dante explained that my eye had still had stitches on it, and my PTSD had given me a horrid flashback from college, the two didn't mix well when I had yelped from the memory of the pain and I shocked the nurse pushing me along. I had flown to floor, the pressure I was putting on my eye popping the stitches. I remembered hearing his voice in my head, like it was zeroed in. "Dante.. I could only hear your voice.." I faltered, and I spotted a bruise on my foot that was sticking out from the blanket. We stopped, staring at each other, both equally confused.
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New Princess (Dante x Reader)
FanfictionI'm THE new girl at Falcon Claw University, I'm not too popular with the students; I'm a 'teacher's pet' people say, but I see it as having good relations with all faculty can lead to an easier school experience, but when I get tied up in memories...
