Queen of Hearts (Alastor x Reader)

My Past

I was born in a rich family, on Monroe Louisiana. My father was a "businessman" and my mother a housewife, something normal in those times. I also had an older brother, James, he was 2 years older than me, our relationship wasn't on good terms, he always said he wanted a brother, not a sister. When we were kids, he used to pull my hair, broke my toys, that kind of thing.

My little brother was born 3 years after me, his name was John, he was so sweet, he adored me and I adored him, and almost a year after he was born my little sister came to our life, her name was Helen, she was always smiling, and she was the last child my mother had.

When we grown things started to seem more clear for me, it happens that my father was the boss of a mafia, my mother, of course, knew that and tried to protect my sister and me from that world because we were women, but, it happens that I got interested on the family business, she was so mad at me that forbade my father involve us on his job, but, I've been always stubborn and keep getting involved on it.

The years passed by, and Helen and I were on the age to look for a Husband, and here is the story of my first love. I fell in love with a young man, he was tall with blonde hair and green eyes, his name was Alfred, he also was from a rich family, I met him on the local church, we didn't talk back then because my sister and I were a part of the church choir, but one day my opportunity came. My father invited his family to solve some business, we finally talk to each other, it was clear that our father wants him on the family so me and my sister were told to do the best to impress him. He started to come more often, and I was happy, but that happiness blind me... One day he came alone to talk with my father, and he... he asked for my sister's hand. I felt so betrayed, but when I see how happy my sister was, I couldn't help but think about how selfish I was, so I swallowed my pain and keep going. 

They get married, my sister looked so beautiful on her wedding dress, but I couldn't help to think that it could be me, her wedding was perfect and in less than a year she got pregnant, my mother was fascinated, it will be her first grandson or granddaughter, she helped my sister with everything and she always was bothering me with questions like "when are you going to give me grandsons?" or "when do you plan to get a man?" I couldn't say anything to that so I focused on being a good aunt.

My sister gave birth to a beautiful girl, Elizabeth, she has blonde hair just like her father, and (e/c) eyes like my sister and I, she brought some light to our lives, I adored her, and when my sister and her husband had to go out of the city, well, I was her babysitter. 

When Elisabeth turned 4, my sister and Alfred leave our house to live in their own house, it wasn't far, it was like 2 streets away. And that was the beginning of the end.

I don't really know what happened, but one day I went to visit my sister and she was acting... weird, like she was hiding something, we talked all day but she didn't say anything, and that night, that night was the one that started everything, not satisfied by the fake smile of my sister I decided to went back to her house. When I was near I notice something out of normal, so I went from a secret door that was connected with my sister's and niece's room when I arrived to my sister's room I saw it, she was on the floor, a pool of blood coming from her body, and his husband was crying saying "I'm sorry", then it clicked me and run to my nice's room, she was sleeping but, Alfred appeared on her room, I had to act, I opened the door and scream for him to stop, he looked at me with sad eyes.

-Why?- I asked- Why are you doing this? 

-I had to, (y/n)- he turned to his daughter.

-Don't you dare to touch her- I warned him.

-Or what?- he thought I was weak, and keep getting closer to Elizabeth, so I... I took out the revolver I kept in the garter belt of my leg and shot him 3 times on the chest, my niece wakes up and I took her with me and bring her with a good friend of mine, she wouldn't be safe on the family's house, my friend and her husband promised to take her away and rise her like their own child, the next morning they ran away with her.