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The light slanted down onto the market from between the rooves and alleys of the Venetian houses, light reflecting off the surfaces of the canals and casting shadows everywhere else simultaneously. She observed from the corner of her hood, shifting from foot to foot on the cobbled path as she idly turned an orange over in her hand, feeling all the pores of its skin as she counted down slowly in her head.

‘Five… Four… Three… Two… One…’

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Originally posted by ohnoballoons


This was requested by Anonymous so thank you for the request and I hope you enjoy it :)  Also I am really really sorry this is so late

Warnings: Mentions of abuse and swear words, if that is triggering to you don't read. Also, I haven't really written about this before, so I’m sorry if it isn’t accurate or anything but I still wanted to write it because it seemed important.

A/N: To the Anon who requested this I really hope you like it because it isn’t edited because its very late and I’m too tired sorry. Also Italics mean someone’s thoughts 

Summary: You have been Helena’s friend for a few years but after you start missing scheduled meetings she gets worried and finds out a heart breaking secret  

Word Count: 1575 

Helena’s POV

I have to admit I was starting to get worried about Y/N. Y/N has been a good friend of mine for a couple of years now and is one of the few people I can actually relax and feel like a normal person. Something I haven’t felt in a long time. I first met her about 3 years ago when I was on the lead of some scumbag mob boss and was inches away from killing him when of course some lucked basted landed a shot on me and giving the boss the window he needed to slither away. Killing the thug that interrupted me and quickly hobbled away. I got a few miles when I collapse from blood loss. The last thing I saw was a blurry silhouette walking towards me. Then everything cut the black. The next thing I knew I was no longer in an ally bleeding out and was on a bed in someone’s apartment. With my  wound now bandaged up and my clothes, crossbow and arrows layered out next to me. Safe to say, she pretty much saved me. 

Fast forward to now, I was getting very worried, We used to meet up and all the time. But slowly buy surly she started to just stop. The first time it happened I didn’t think anything of it. I mean sure she had a life, and it wasn’t like we had planned to do anything no. But I let it pass, nevertheless.

The second time it happened she made up an excuse about being far too busy with your work. Which I initially just shrugged off as I do know the tough stress of work (Not the same work mind you but work nevertheless) But I couldn't help but suspect something was going on and I wasn’t sure what to do so I followed you to see if you were telling the truth. I kept telling myself that it wasn’t that I didn’t trust you or anything  I just wanted to know. To be sure. I kept on following until you entered a stranger’s house, but that didn’t put any ease into my mind. So I found an open window and used that to sneak inside. Once inside found myself in what must be a spare room by the faded pink wallpaper now showing signs of peeling from the corners and a small bed in the corner, not even suitable for a baby. 


I jumped and instinctively my hand landed on the grip of my crossbow and crept towards the sound. Making my way out of the room and down the hallway, two people muttering broke the silence with one sounding like Y/N and another person I didn’t recognise. I just stood at the closed door waiting for another nose to be made. My hand now tightly grasping the crossbow grip. Ready.

3rd Person POV

Y/N and her new boyfriend was standing opposite each other in the kitchen, her boyfriend had his arms rested on the counter, accompanied with a slow but constant tapping of his fingers, and just staring at her. Tap. Tap. Tap. Y/N Meanwhile, doing anything to avoid looking at him. Tap. Tap. Tap. Fidgeting with the buttons on her shirt. Tap. Tap. Tap. Her eyes glancing at any and every spot in the kitchen. Tap. Tap. Tap. His fingers tapping still. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Then nothing.

The air so thick, you could cut it with a knife. Y/N’s breathing started getting louder, and heavier. Because her boyfriend spoke up. 

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Anon, you’re so controversial, yet so bold. You’re right, it will be like old times. You have my number and I feel called out, but in a good way. I love you and I love this. I’m not going to do everyone, let me know if you want some of the other characters.

Warnings: Oviposition, Canon Typical Violence Mentioned, Implied Pregnancy Kink

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