I slowly went up the stairs to the bedroom set aside for me. It was a lavish room, with dark wood floor and furniture, the rugs and curtains a deep red. It was a rich room, but comfortable. Sitting down on the plush canopied bed, I peered around, hardly able to believe my change of luck.
There was a mirror above a low set dresser across from me. I stared at my reflection in it. The bruises and the smeared eyeliner so at odds with the lavishness of my surroundings. Shaking my head, I tore my eyes away from the pathetic being in the mirror. I didn't want to look at her.
Slowly, I got undressed and crawled under the covers. I left the light on, not wanting to be alone in the dark. Closing my eyes, I drifted off into a fitful sleep.
Charlie was there, pushing me down and screaming at me. I couldn't make out the words. I must have done something wrong again. I wanted to plead with him to stop, to let me make it right, but it felt like my lips were glued shut. I couldn't make him stop...
"(Y/N)!" A voice that wasn't Charlie's was shaking me awake. My eyes snapped open to see a man looming over me. My half asleep mind reeled backwards, and I lashed out blindly. A hand gripped my wrists before I could strike him.
"(Y/N) it's me!" Alastor's voice snapped me back to reality. My eyes came back into focus. The deer demon was sitting on the bed, peering at me intently. Shakily, I sat up with his help.
"Are you okay?" Alastor asked, rubbing my back in soothing circles, "You were screaming in your sleep." Embarrassed, I groaned and hid my face in my hands. Alastor pulled me to his chest comfortingly. I leaned against him, his solid warmth soothing me.
After a moment, he laid me back against the pillows. I watched him get up, grab a book from a bookshelf near the door and sit down in a plush armchair in the corner.
"What are you doing?" I asked, propping myself up on an elbow.
Opening the book, he replied simply, "You shouldn't be alone right now. I'll stay here tonight in case you have another nightmare." I didn't know what to say. Quietly, I laid back down, watching Alastor read until I finally drifted back to sleep.
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Fortune's Wheel | An Alastor x Reader Lemon Series
RomanceYou can peer into the future and interpret the warnings of the past, but when it comes to love, you are as blind as anyone else. Is happiness in the cards for you or are you destined to spend your afterlife alone? From the creator of a Match Made in...