Wrong Time, Wrong World!/ Sebastian Sallow x reader

Part 6.

Your pove
"Y/n."

"Y/n."

"Y/n."

A soft and gentle voice woke me up. I looked up seeing a girl with straight brown hair in a low bun. She had a frindge infront of her face. I could see something familiar with Sebastian in her. The freackels across her face. Even her eyes looked the same. It pains me to know how much they look alike, despite their oppisite sex.

I grumbeld doing the covers around my face. "Five more minutes." I wished this was all just but a dream. But seeing Annes excited face made me rather dissapointing. I wanted to laugh at Jade and say ha jokes on you! I was just messing with you. Oh poor Jade. She must be panicking right now. The covers where pulled away from me and I groaned.

"Come on Y/n get up. Sebastian would appreaciet it." She said smiling opening the windows.

The sunlight blinding my eyes. I did a hand infront of my eyes while they adjusted from the small room. I was allowed to stay in Sebastians room. It was a bit akward to be in someones room that was not mine. However he was at school and I needed a place to stay.

Sebastians room was cozy and small. Filled with dozens of bookshelves and a cozy chair near the small windows. He had a desk infront of the window with lots of notebooks and papers scatterd around. He took his studies seriously.

"Here you can lend my clothes." Anne said with a smile. "I hope you fit them."

"Oh thank you." I said standing up. I had put on a shirt of Sebastians closet. It was long enough for me. I guess he would not mind if I shared his. The robe was drapped over his chair as a reminder of our last encounter. I rememberd his smile. Ugh stop thinking about him. This is rediculouse.

"I can show you where the shower is." Anne said.

Anne showed around the house. She was very bubbly and chatty. I could not see a thing about her being cursed. I already knew it but Sebastian has not mentioned the emotional subject. Forgetting I might witness it any second.

Her face however was pale. I could see the tiredness and bags under her eyes. Her hand was always resting on her stomach. Signs she is sick. After a quick cold shower I put on Annes clothes. It was a long brown classic skirt with a white bloese. A pair of green boots matching the clothes. She did not have a bad taste.

We ate out breakfast in silence. After the breakfast Anne cleaned the table. I noticed her hands where shaking whenever she picks some glasses. Almost as if it even gave her to much energy to clean.

"Let me help you." I said and  picked some plates.

"Thank you." Anne said with a weak smile.

"Y/n!" Their Uncle said. He stood impatiently by the doorframe. "We need to work."

"But I was just..." I protested.

"No buts!" He sneared. "Come outside now."

He slammed the door and I looked at Anne. Her hands where still shaking when she grabbed some cups.

"It's alright Y/n. I am fine." Anne said looking at me. "Go to my Uncle. He is waiting for you."

I was angry at their Uncle to let Anne even do the chores.

"But your sick." I said.

"How did you know?" Anne asked.

"I don't know whats going on with you." I lied. "But I know when I see a sick person. Leave the chores behind for me you hear me? Your Uncle can take the blame on me."

"But...." Anne said hesitated.

"Anne, trust me." I said assured.

"Okay." She gave a tired smile. She sighed when she tiredly sat down her chair.