Male reader x missy (editing cos I'm dumb:))

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-diary entry-

Auntie invited a group of people today. One woman with incredible curly hair gave me this diary, she smiled as if this was important, I could see the tears in her eyes as they scanned me, the other one hides her weird device but I already saw it. It was amazing, with a beautiful sound humming from it.

As the doctor read your words out loud she smiled, thinking about that day. "I didn't think you noticed."

"Doctor I always notice" you rolled your eyes as she carried on reading.

Last night I awoke, the eye patch woman hovering over my bed. She tells me that I am needed. She talks about the doctor, doctor who? I ask.

She came again. Every night this week until I turned 12, auntie Jenny said shes worried about me and I'm scared, I didn't tell her about the monster under my bed.

I haven't written here for a while but I met a boy. Koschei.

"You met missy?" The doctor asks, in shock.

"Well duh, how do I know so much? She talked about you at lot doctor, you were always her best friend" You laughed causing her to raise a brow. She snapped the book close for a second.

"Does missy remember?" She whispered.

"Of course not" you sighed. "She's been through many regenerations, she isn't going to remember the stupid boy, she found at the park in the 1800s. Anyway I thought we were reading this shit"

She sighed picking up back at page one.

Koschei was beautiful, he didn't go to school though not like me, Vastra wanted me to go, I over heard them saying that it was 'normal and they didn't want me to grow up different'. But I'm glad I did because the way home I bumped into him, I asked him if he was lost, but he didn't reply he stared at the sky as it became darker then He talked about the stars like he had seen them all, he smiled looking down into my eyes. I instantly panicked rushing off home. I didn't tell aunties, not because he was a boy like me but lately they scream on the phone, shouting out about the doctor. Are they sick?

I'm 15 now and I saw koschei again, he came to my door this morning with a bunch of flowers in his grasp. I raised my brow at him as he extended his hand with a shy smile. I thanked him and we ended up spending the day together, I just wished I had said something because I didn't see him again.

You shuffled uncomfortably in your seat waiting for the doctors tone to turn angry but it stayed the same gentle tone.

Hey, whoever's reading this. My name is y/n, I'm 18 years old and I just found out about my mother and father. They told me about my past as if I was some alien hybrid of something called a time lord. I didn't really listen, it wasn't a shock, how could it? My auntie was a lizard.

Their dead. This is when I wished I was human. I outlived them all at 138, I still visit them everyday, fresh flowers and new stories, this was when I knew I wasn't normal. Everyone died around me but I kept going. Living and breathing without no one, no mother, no father. Vastra told me to look for him but how could I? A madman in a box doesn't have time for me.

The doctors voice became small as she read your neat cursive writing on the paper.

"I miss them" you whispered wiping a tear away from your face.

"You rarely write" she stated, flipping through the blank pages.

"I'm not stupid. We all know when someone gives you a diary, you know never to write everything especially from someone who knows exactly how many pages your'll need."

"It must of been so lonely" she whispered, placing the diary down.

"You have no idea, doctor. I had to take the long way round, looking for anything relating to you. I finally tracked you down. Coal hill, I found clara, convicted her I was a science teacher and boom! The doctor invites you on board because you are a sucker for science." You laughed, it died down quick thinking about clara, just another lost to time. "So yeah, doctor. I am sick but there's no cure, it seems to follow every regeneration, it was never about the nightmare child, it's about what's up there, doc" you sighed pointing to your head.

"I'm not following y/n" she smiled shyly.

"Doctor, I'm depressed." You whispered out, looking at her expectingly.