He was broken, and he was alone. He wanted to rot in his TARDIS, and shut the whole cosmos out. He didn't want anyone to help him, and he didn't need anyone's pity. Sometimes he feels older than time, but he knows he's not. He's seen races, planets, and even galaxies fall, sometimes at his own hand. He's seen and done things that others could not even imagine nor bear. But here he is, sad, alone, broken, and shattered.
That was until he met her. Someone who could understand his pain, because she had been in situations, in a way, similar to his. He was a complete stranger, yet she took no regard of that fact. She was like him, living in this universe with all these broken stars.
*This is an Eleventh Doctor Fanfic. It follows my own plot, but it will/may contain old stories, memories, flashbacks, and quotes from Doctors Nine through Eleven.*
"Give me a month, better yet a week"
You've lived under the thumb of your protective boyfriend for so long that change seems terrifying. Which is why, as a result of a chance meeting, you are reluctant to stay with the blonde stranger who apparently wants only the best for you. Seven days to stop you going back to him. But you are scared, and despite what The Doctor says, fear can make you choose all the wrong things.
A Thirteenth Doctor Fanfiction.
These are your general trigger warnings for the whole Novella but at the beginning of each chapter will be a more specific warning, so please take care.
TW: Abuse, violence, assault, mental illness, self harm, derogatory language, distressing themes.
Disclaimer, I do not own any of these characters, all rights reserved to the BBC, I choose to use them for creative and entertainment purposes only.
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