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10th Doctor x Reader:You don't have to be alone 11

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The next day the Doctor had taken you to a planet that looked like modern day china, there were many different  vendors and shops, he had bought some strange fluffy drinks one for you and one for him, he gave you yours.

“You’re gonna love this.”  He said smiling

“One… two …three.” He counted down as you took both took a sip.

“It’s great!” you said smiling he got a little bit of fluff on his nose, you laughed.

~Mini time skip~

When you finished your drinks a merchant distracted the Doctor but instead of staying next to him like always you grew curious and walked a little but ahead, there was soo much to look at so you walked a bit further.

“Tell your fortune, Lady.” An Asian woman in an oriental clothing said “The future predicted, your life foretold.”

“Oh, no thanks, there’s someone I have to get back to.” You said trying to walk back to where you last saw the Doctor.

“No, worries we’ll be done soon, you’ve got H/C hair right? The reading is free for H/C hair.”

“All right then.” you said as you followed the woman into her shop.
You sat down on a stool and put your hands out in front of you, palms up
The fortune teller stroked your hands and smiled.

“Oh, you're fascinating! But you're good. I can see... a man. The most remarkable man. How did you meet him?” she questioned.

“Hey wait a minute…you’re the fortune teller aren’t you supposed to be telling me?” you asked.

“I can only see the future, tell me about the past, when your lives cross? “She asked.

“It’s kind of complicated; I just sort of met him in a field--long story.” You said wishing you had never walked away from the Doctor.

“But what lead you to that meeting?”

“My parents , I used to live with them on earth,this planet called Earth miles away.”

You then saw a flash back of your life on earth,your dad sitting on the couch asking you for another can of beer your mother yelling at you for not getting the dishes completely clean.

Then you came back from the vision it was like you were being pulled out of a moving rollercoaster.

“Oh, what just happened?”

“It’s the incense, just breath deep, were almost over.” She said as you tried to relax.

“So, your parents, how did they lead you to that field?”

“they abused me, calling the police never helped, they talked down to me, I felt like Harry Potter living in a cupboard  under the stairs on  number 4 privet drive…sorry forgot this was a different planet bet you’ve never heard of those books huh?”

“No, what made you choose to leave?”

“I couldn’t take it anymore, there was no other choice!” I yelled.

“There’s always more than one choice, you could have stayed with your parents or left them. When did you choose?” she held onto you hand’s tightly.

“Let go of my hands!”

“What if it changed?”

“You know what happens if you leave, but what if you stayed what would happen then?”
You then had another flashback; it was of you getting ready to leave your house, but stopping.

You pulled out of the vision once more.

“Stop it!” you screamed but the fortune teller did not let go.

You then heard something, a clicky sort of sound, the fortuneteller looked behind you as if something was on your back.

“What is it? What’s on my back?”

“Make the choice again F/N L/N change your mind, stay with them!” she commanded

“I’ll stay.”

“Stay with your parents and never meet that man, stay with them and change the world.”

~time skip brought to you by the awesome Doctor Who Theme! ~ feel free to dance~

“Wake up! Wake up!” your mother screamed as she bagged on your bedroom door it was 6:00 and she had to be a work in 30 minutes.

You got up out of bed and yawned, it was the same thing every morning, she would bang on your door you would get up and open it and then she would tell you what a waste of money it was supporting you, you were 20 yes, but it was almost impossible for you to find a job, you had thought about running away millions of times before but where would you go a lot of your friends had left for collage and who knows how many people could kidnap you, you opened the door, there stood your mother wearing her work uniform.

“Hey Mom, good morning!” you said trying to sound cheerful.

“heh, ”good morning” there’s nothing good about it, I’m still stuck supporting you.” she said as you walked into the kitchen.

“Pancakes or French Toast?” you asked her as you walked by the stove.

“Pancakes and don’t forget the syrup!” she yelled as you gathered the ingredients it was your job every morning to fix breakfast for your mother, breakfast was of cores the most important meal of the day and you mother “never had time” to make her own.

You took a quick glance over the pancake batter in the frying pan to notice your mother was sitting at the table reading the paper.

“So what’s new in the world?” you asked.

“Shouldn’t you be focused on making me pancakes?”

“F/N can you get me a beer?” you father called he was sitting on his “Throne” in the living room watching some dumb reality show.

“Dad, I’m making mom breakfast.”

“I need a beer!” he yelled.

“fine.” You mumbled under your breath, walking towards the fridge and taking out a cold can of beer, you then walked into the living room; your father snatched the can from your hands.

“Next time I ask for a beer, get me one don’t tell me what you’re doing just get me a God blessed beer, you got that, kid?” he yelled.

“Yes Dad.” You said walking back to the kitchen.

~mini time skip presented by pancake making~

When you finished making your mother pancakes you covered them with syrup and presented them to her with a knife and fork, you then made yourself a small bowl of cereal, after taking the first bite your mother spit the chewed pancake mass out of her mouth.

“What’s wrong?” you asked.

“What’s wrong?" “What’s wrong?” I’ll tell you what’s wrong, what kind of syrup did you smother my pancakes with?”

“The Aunt Jemima syrup in the pantry.”

“Are you serious?”

“Why what’s wrong?”

“I’ll tell you why, that syrup is 2 months old!”

“sorry.” You apologized.

“You stupid girl, you can’t do anything right can you?” your mom asked staring at your back.

“Yes, mam, I’m a failure.” You said sadly as she threw the rest of the pancakes away and left for work.

You left the house 2 hours after her to go job hunting you had to come back home with at least one resume per day,that was the rules.

While you were walking you accidently walked into a girl she had blond hair and wore a shiny dark blue jacket.

“Oh, I’m sorry.”

“That’s ok.” She said smiling

“Hey, do you know a man called “The Doctor?” she asked

“The Doctor? Doctor who?”

“Just the Doctor, have you ever met anyone called “The Doctor?”

“No, can’t say I have All the Doctor’s I know have last names.” You replied

“This girl sounds mad.” You thought.

“Oh, I just thought you might know him, what’s your name?”

“F/N and you?”

“Oh, I was just passing by… I shouldn't even be here.” The blonde said looking at your back.

“Sorry, what was it? F/N what?”

“Why do you keep looking at my back?”

“I'm not.” She said sounding guilty.

“Yes you are. You keep looking behind me. You're doing it now. What is it? What's there! Did someone put something on my back?!” you exclaimed trying to look at your back when you looked back the girl was gone; it was if she had vanished into thin air.
is it just me or dose your mom sound a bit like Jackie Tyler? (Rose's Mom)

a good portion of dialog from this chapter is from the series 4 episode "Turn Left."  although I made a few changes here and there

chapter 12:mickxbeth2012.deviantart.com/a…

I shure crafted some terrible parents for F/N huh?

I did have help though,(the Dursleys) from Harry Potter and (The Wormwoods) form Matlida
were the inspirations.

and yes you run into Rose Tyler! ^ ^

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this story is mine!

you belong to the Doctor....If you can remember who he is!
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Doctor im screaming in my head