Phantasia of a Dark Circus (xreader)

Send in the Clowns

I opened my eyes and I jolted up to find myself in a trailer. I got out of the bed to see Dan sharpening his knifes in a chair by the door facing the window. "How are you feeling," he asked. "I'm ok," I said quickly. "Was all that just a dream," I thought as I held my head. "No you're not," he sighed. I slowly stood up as he put his knifes. Then turned to me as walked closer. With each step he took my heart sped up. He stood right in front of me and touched my cheek with his hand. "What's wrong my lady," he smirked.

My memory flashed to what happened. "He killed the boy with these hands." I instinctively slapped his hand away and he had me pinned to the trailer wall. "Explain," he asked with a dark serious look in his eyes. I knew squirming would only escalate the situation.

The Lion caught the Farmer

"Why did you do that to the boy," I asked sheepishly. "If someone runs away from our family I go after them," he said casually. "What do you mean," I asked nervously maybe the kid disrespected him or faught back so he had no choice. He looked at me and smiled. For a moment his eyes went dark and I was terrified. "I mean I kill them," he said as if he said a punch line to a bad joke. My heart had never beaten so fast.

I believed that if given the choice; he would kill me as well. "What's with that look," he smirked, and as if we were in a movie. H...he kissed me. I didn't know how to react, I just let it happen. He pulled away. "Let's keep going," he smirked. He began sucking on my neck. I was completely entranced. He kissed what he could and touched what he wanted. Everything that night was a blur. I woke up to myself in an empty bed. He left early in this morning, as I laid in his trailer, naked, embarrassed, and unsure of my feelings. I noticed my clothes were gone.

It was replaced with a gold short dress with a black carousel siloet on the bottom half of the skirt. Black Mary-Jane's and knee high white socks. There was also a large black hair bow with a note. "Welcome to the circus," I read. "You're up," said Dan as he walked in. I saw him and I froze. "What in hell are you doing standing around naked," he smiled as he put his arms around me. I could feel his warmth, and even if it was just a moment; I felt safe. He kissed me before helping me get dressed. "You belong to me now alright," he smirked and I just nodded.

"I'll protect you. i admit that somehow you've grown on me," he said as he put a hand on my head. I oddly felt safe. Almost like he cared. He left the trailer and I followed. "You're part of the family now. Relax. Only traitors die here. Just don't run away," he said as we entered the tent. I was trained to be a girl who hands out things, like balloons, and fliers. I had a white painted face, a orange tear drop painted under my right and a black star in my left. Also a black balled nose. Probably to hid my identity. The boy of my dreams is the boy of my nightmares, and now I belong to the circus.

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