(Summary!: Where the reader is an extremely powerful Empath and when she's going through one of the worst moments of her life her significant other is no where around)

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(A/n: This is STRONGLY based on Theos powers from The Haunting of hill house! Also I am working on all of your lovely requests one of them should be out by tomorrow! I am still taking requests btw!)

(Warnings!: Mentions of suicide, Mentions of murder, reader accidentally drowns herself but not in that way!, Morticia sister! Reader, bitch of a mother, reader wears gloves, angst with a happy ending, possessiveness, sexual indueindos, numbness, heated argument, Francoise)

Dark Themes ahead!

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   The Frump life had always been perfect in some people's eyes. Having their mother be a wealthy Nevermore Legacy. Morticia being so uniquely different and beautiful  that had some guys falling over their own feet or perfect as she continued her mother's legacy as well as starting some of her own. Then there was her twin sister Y/n. Yes she was so uniquely different and beautiful but there was one thing people at Nevermore never understood.

  That was why she always wore gloves and would get upset when somebody grabbed them or touched them or tried to hug her or touch her on the very rare occasion that she wouldn't be wearing them. On the surface she seemed intimidating almost scary to some it got more stronger when she started seeing the mad scientist who seemed to haunt Lago tower with an equally popular name as he invented the heart that now lived inside his chest.

  She remembered when Francoise grabbed her glove almost taking it off as she kept pressing the matter on why she wore them. She had snapped slightly at her which lead to a fight with Isaac but sometime later she apologized and it didn’t really happen again.

Nonetheless she was still a legacy and still well respected and looked up too by her fellow peers and overall a kind hearted, caring, and extremely intelligent woman and not as odd as some say. That all changed a few weeks later when her whole life unraveled physically and emotionally. Something that made her personality alter.

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When she heard the news her whole world tilted it was like she wasn't their the only people there for her was her sister and Gomez. One person she needed no where around, but it couldn't be true... right?

  Her best friend once alive and full of life now cold and still. She wanted answers. Why. How. Did she do it to herself or was it in the hands of someone else? That very same question led her here.

  The hospital morgue where she was being kept.  She had made sure to manipulate the camera to not show her. As Y/n stood over her body. Her throat tightened in a struggle before she swallowed it down slowly and hesitantly taking her gloves off. Sitting them on the table next to her.

  She slowly placed her hands on her friend's shoulder and hand before she collapsed to the ground shaking violently as tears she couldn't even feel spilled down her cheeks as she let out a pain filled scream.

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  Ever since that night, she has felt like a ghost. Somebody already dead. She couldn't feel anything. Nothing except the painful darkness of nothing.

  She tried to feel but it didn't work. When she saw Morticia and Gomez making out like they needed each other to breathe she didn't feel disgust or jealousy. She'd just stare blank or not at all. Isaac she didn't feel angry or upset with him anymore. She didn't feel anything for him, not angry, love, hate, care. Not even when they slept together it was like she wasn't there like something else took control and nothing.

  Just this black hole empty nothing. That's all she felt. Every conversation, every physical touch, gone. She couldn't feel it when Isaac or Morticia or even Gomez would grab her hand or when somebody else shook her out of her thought.

  Not even the argument that had happened between her and Isaac. No sadness, no tears, no anger, no nothing.

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"You do know that we are together. Yes?" Y/n asked Isaac.

"Yes, but it doesn't mean that I have to tend to your every need for attention." He snipped back. Y/n scoffed in disbelief.

"No but you would for your sister. Right? Drop everything for her. Not even when I needed you the most after hearing the news of my best friend's death." She snapped. Isaac shook his head.

"If you need somebody to cater for you and be there for you. Whenever maybe you should go find somebody else." Isaac said.

  Did he actually mean them? he wasn't sure but this conversation isn't helping his decision on that.

  Y/n thought about it. Took in his words and nothing no hurt, no upsetting feelings, no tears. Nothing and that's why she said.

"Fine." Before walking out of his dorm. But still nothing. But even before she knew Francoise would come first each time.

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  The nothingness carried on for days, weeks, months. Until she finally snapped one night.

  It was a late, on a cold autumn's night with a big full moon lighting the night sky, where her legs took to the dock on the edge of the lake in nothing but her night dress. No jacket, no gloves, no socks or shoes. And she couldn't feel it. The bitter coldness of the air. Not even the coldness of the water that consumed her body. Not even when her lungs filled before it all went black.

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  Morticia suddenly barged into Gomezs dorm. He gave her a worried look as he saw the equally off putting expression on her face.

"Tish? What is the matter?" Gomez asked coming up and taking her hands, Morticia looked at him with a pained expression.

"It's Y/n." She said before pulling away and rushing out. Gomez looked over at Isaac before rushing out after her.

  That same night Morticia had a dream of her that turned out to be a prophecy or warning as she stood frozen seeing her body laying motionless on the dock with Gavin Lockwood a werewolf and Anita Chairman a siren next to him as he gave CPR.

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  Which lead here everyone with a now conscious Y/n standing in a room which felt more like an interrogation then a convention for her most recent action.

"Y/n. We are worried about you." Morticia spoke up first.

Isaac eyes were on her unblinking on the outside his face was calm collected but she knew on the inside he was seething you could see it in his eyes if you really knew him.

"I didn't try to kill myself.." she spoke firm. Morticia looked at her a sceptical look not believing her as if saying those words put up a fiery wall. Gomez seeing this tense cuts in.

"Then tell us what happened." He said sincerely. Morticia scoffed shaking her head.

"This utter ridiculous. She needs to-" "You ought to know why I did it." Y/n snapped as she took off her gloves, causing the pair to look at her. Isaac's eyes widened surprised as he calculated her expression.

"Why did you do it?" Isaac finally spoke his voice perfectly calculated to hide the simmering anger beneath.

"I touched her... I touched Nell because I had to know." She said her voice slowly starting to break.

"You know what I'm talking about." Y/n spoke firmly as she looked over at Morticia. Gomez looked at her confused.

  The big Frombs secret was about be revealed all in black and white. Y/n hadn't told anybody nor had Morticia about her power. Not even Isaac or Gomez. Why she always wears gloves. Why she got so defensive about them.

  Isaac was finally going to know the truth. The truth he's been slightly obsessively fonding over. What made her snap at Francoise about touching them or when he would ask questions and pushing his her too far.

"Don't pretend that you don't." Y/n snapped at her sister voice breaking more and more as she spoke.

"Tish? What is she talking about?" Gomez asked confused looking at her.

"You know what happens. when I touch people." She said not breaking eye contact with Morticia while Isaac studied her intrigued as he didn't take his eyes off her.  "Why mother makes me wear these stupid gloves."

"I had to know and I... I touched her. And I felt... nothing. Just nothing." Y/n spoke her voice breaking as tears streamed down her face looking down before lifting her gaze again.

"And it spread, it spread everywhere in me, this nothing, until I couldn't feel anything anymore. I was just this dark, empty black hole. And I tried to fill it up, I tried to fill me back up, and I spent the night with Isaac and I felt nothing." Her voice broke more and more with each word. Isaac came to sit next to her. Morticia dark heart started to malt at her sister's words.

"And then I tried to mourn at her funeral and I felt nothing, and so I drank and I did whatever I could, even when Isaac and I had a big blow out fight... nothing worked. I couldn't feel anything, Tish. After I touched her skin, I couldn't feel... anything."

  Everyone in the room watched her breakdown the truth of the frombs family coming to the light as everyone watched the pain in her.

"And then I was at the lake and the lights go out. And I can't see. And I can't feel. I can't feel the water engulf me. I couldn't feel my struggle."

  Morticias eyes left her sister to the gloves her sister wore longer than she could even remember and took her words in with realisation on why their mother was persistent on the gloves.

"And I'm just... I'm just floating in this ocean of nothing, and I wonder if this is it, if this is what death is, just out there in the darkness, just darkness and numbness and alone, and I wondered if that's what she felt and that's what gran feels, and it's just numb and nothing and alone. What if that's what it is for all of us when the time comes?"

  Francoise started to tear up at her words grabbing Isaac's hand as an anchor. Isaac squeezed her hand sending her a sad yet comforting smile as Gomez looked between the sisters wondering why they never told him.

"And then the lights came on." Y/n as her tears dried and a smile appearing on her face.

"And I felt. I could actually feel. I could feel the water break from my lungs, the water dripping off me, the cold air whisping around, filling my lungs. and I felt... I felt shame, and I felt grief, and I felt... scared."

"I felt so fucking scared. I didn't mean to worry any one of you or cause you distress but god I just wanted to feel.. and it worked.. it actually worked." She said with a breathy laugh.

"I'm glad it worked and that you're alright." Gomez said giving her a soft smile.

Morticia smiled at her finally understanding as she made peace and accepted the reason because in the end she was alright and it did work that's what mattered and she knew their mother would ponder on her or lock her up later. Sensing her sister's want for alone time with Isaac she took Gomezs hand.

"We'll be back tomorrow. I'm glad you're alright n/n. Fran come we have fencing." Morticia said smiling at her. Francoise looked at her confused before understanding getting up andwhipping her tears.

"I'll see you later, take care n/n." Francoise said. Y/n sent her a smile nodding before turning her gaze to the raging sea of emotions that Isaac hid under the calm exterior.

"I know it's fucked but it worked." Y/n said quietly, before hesitantly grabbing Isaac's hand glove free.

"I'm sorry that I made you so upset. And about Francoise I know you just want to help her. You have every right to be angry." She acknowledge. His eyes flickered to hers.

"Why didn't you tell me.." he asked quietly.

  She sighed as she got up walking over and picking up the gloves he watched her with a quiet yet loud gaze.

"When I was around 7?8? Years old I would touch things and feel who ever used, touched, or sat/slept in/on it but I could also feel their feelings in that moment. Then when I would hold my mothers or sisters hand I could feel their emotions. It got so bad one night that I kept screaming 'don't touch me!' At the top of my lungs." Y/n said as she stared at gloves. Isaac's gaze trained on her.

"After that night my mother gave me these." She said holding up her gloves. "Once she found out just how powerful my empath abilities were. She made me wear them and swore I would never take them off and would scold me if I ever told anyone or take the gloves off."

  She said sadly looking down at them. "It's the one power. I can't fully control. The one that fears my mother the most. Like what happened."

"I didn't know how to tell you or how to explain it. It became a very touchy subject over the years the longer I wore them." She said as she sat back down next him. “Like I was ashamed of them… of myself.”

"And now?" Isaac asked out of genuine curiosity. She took a deep breath as a shy smile started to bloom on her face.

"Now. I just want to burn them. Not be afraid or ashamed of my gift. Maybe I could even help Francoise in away with it. Detect her emotions or her illness to see if she's getting better or when she thinks it's going to happen." She explained. Isaac smiled lifting her face to look at him.

"You truly are extraordinary." He whispered low so only she could hear making her breath catch before he captured her lips in a slow burning kiss.

"Never hide them again. We can test your theory with Francoise but right now I think we she should catch up for lost time.” He whispered again smirking. His words making her flush before their lips reconnected.