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Rewritting of Bridgertons
First of I want to say that it is in no way me bashing Julia Quinn. She has wrote a popular book series that she managed to put on the screen and for that she deserves alot of respect.
BUT
The books are a hot messes for many, many, many reasons, the three last one are ok but still quite questionable.
(I am obviously in no way claiming to be a better writter or that what I'll do will be good but I decided to rewrite and change what I didn't like and what I think could do better. )
Important information about this rewrite :
As I had hard time with honestly any of the love interest, ESPECIALLY, the boys one (with the exception of my boy Gregory, you were boring but cute) and that I felt like the women character had honestly a waste of potential I will change all of them a LOT. I will also rant about why I didn't like them in the first place.
As the books are so messy I also consider the series as canon and I have a lot of confusion about the way the society and great experiments was done ?! Like honestly WASTED potential.
This will NOT be historically accurate my dear friends purely fictional as I'll state multiple time.
Forgotten
bridgerton family x sis!reader
summary: Y/n is usually the forgotten in the family, but when she is stung by a bee, she realises how much all her family truly loves her
warnings: mention of death, alergy reaction
The Bridgerton family was at Aubrey Hall, enjoying the country side. The sun’s rays streamed through the house, warming them so that most of the family decided to stay inside, vanning themselves. Even Gregory and Hyacinth were lying on a couch, too tired after fighting all day.
Y/n was in the corner, glued to her book. She was normally the forgetten one in the family, but she didn’t mind. With all the chaos her family caused every day, she liked the silence and being alone. Francesca and Eloise were the person that kept her the most company, usually reading with Y/n. With Anthony things were more complicated, he was so protective of all his siblings, and with her it seemed like he didn’t want to know about her. And that hurt.
Feeling beads of sweat start to form on her forehead, Y/n got up with her book, heading to the table Violet had set up with refreshments. As she reached for a glass, Collin went against her, having just entered the room excitedly after returning from one of her trips. He didn’t even notice her, and as soon as they hit each other, you lost your balance, falling to the floor and her book being thrown out the window right next to her which was open.
“Sister! My apologies, I didn’t see you there.” Collin said, offering her a hand to help her up which you accepted out of politeness.
“It’s quite alright, brother. I shall fetch my book from the garden.” Y/n sighed, giving a tight little smile and departing for the garden.
As she expected, her yellow-covered book was right under the window. Bending down, just as she extended an arm, a bee landed on it. In a panic, she waved her arm to try to get the bee to run away, but she was stung instead. A groan of pain escaped her lips, immediately noticing the red stain that was starting to form around the sting. At first, Y/n thought it would be nothing serious, but when the heat started to get too hot and she started having trouble breathing, she decided to go and tell her mother.
“Mama!” Y/n called when you entered the room again. Few looked at her, but she had Violet’s undivided attention. “When I was picking up my book, I was stung by a bee. And I can’t breath very well. What is happening?”
Nobody turned to her as quickly as Anthony. If Y/n didn’t felt so bad, she would have even wondered how he didn’t dislocate his neck. In a flash, everyone in the room was looking at her with fear in their eyes, causing her to panic even more. Y/n eyes filled with tears that she desperately tried not to let fall with all eyes on her.
The first to get up was Benedict, kneeling in front of her and placing his hands on her cheeks. “Sister. Y/n, I need you to say what you’re feeling. Can you breath? Can you breath?!”
“I-I can, but it feels like my throat is closing up. I don’t know what’s happening, Benedict. I’m scared.” Y/n said with some difficulty.
“Anthony! Mother!” he yelled to try to snap them out of their frozen states of fear. “You need to focus. Collin, call a doctor.”
Coming out of his trance, Anthony had never moved so fast, in less than a second he had replaced Benedict from his place, picking Y/n up and carrying her to her room urgently.
As he took her, he shouted orders at the maids and your other siblings. “Daphne, stay with the younger ones and don’t let them out of that room. Mother, come along and someone bring towels! And where is the goddam doctor?!”
“Collin is going to fetch him.” Benedict warned, standing right behind Anthony, his heart clenching at the sight of his sister in this state.
Y/n’s face was starting to get puffy, especially the eyes that were getting harder and harder to open. She felt Anthony drop her on a soft surface, the noise around her of people coming and going hard to distinguish. The next thing she felt was her mother’s hands caressing her face.
“Dearest, can you hear me? You need to stay awake, alright?” Violet whispered close to your face, her voice breaking with fear, her lips pulling together to keep her from crying.
“Is Anthony here?” she asked, looking around the room.
“I’m here, sister. I’m always at your side.” Anthony replied, bending down beside your bed and taking your hand gently. He brought it to his lips, letting them stay there for a few seconds, his eyes filled with fear and unshed tears fixed on his sister’s face. “You need to fight. You cannot leave us, you understand me?”
"Do you hate me?” Y/n asked, taking Anthony by surprise. However, he couldn’t answer as Collin slipped into the room with the doctor, after Daphne showed him where you were while trying to comfort Gregory, Hyacinth and Francesca.
Benedict had to physically remove Anthony from the room, his worry intruding on the doctor’s work. His sister’s words were still running through his mind. Violet stayed in the room while all the siblings gathered behind the door, pacing nervously. The younger sisters were crying and even Daphne and Eloise were having a hard time holding back tears, but they knew they had to stay strong for the others.
Anthony was the worst of them all. His father’s death had affected him a lot and now Y/n being in the same situation as him broke his heart into pieces too small that would never come back together if his sister couldn’t recover. The seconds seemed to pass very slowly. As soon as he heard a groan of pain on the other side of the door, Benedict had to hold him back so Anthony wouldn’t enter the room and hit the doctor.
“What is taking so long? They should have said something by now.” Anthony said nervously through a clenched jaw, running a hand over his mouth heavily.
“Mother should be out soon. We shall wait for news.” Daphne tried to calm him down. “I have send a letter to Simon, he should arrive soon.”
Benedict was getting paler and paler, Collin had to lean against the wall feeling guilty about what happened to Y/n. Eloise and Francesca were together in a corner, sitting in a chair, Hyacinth and Gregory beside them. Daphne got up and walked from side to side while Anthony tried to catch a glimpse of the room, ready to cry or pass out. He wasn’t sure which would happen first.
A few moments later, Violet walked out of the room with a heavy face, not saying anything to anyone for a few moments, worrying everyone even more. The doctor came out, nodding at all of the Bridgerton members while Lady Bridgerton thanked him from the bottom of her heart.
“Daphne, I need your help. We need to change her clothes. She is fine, my dears, she had a similar reaction to your father’s when he was stung but it wasn’t as bad as he was. A few more moments, and we would have lost our girl.” Lady Brigerton said, a tear falling that she tried to quickly wipe away.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Anthony, looking around at his family, started walking towards his office, closing the door quickly. Violet, expecting this reaction from him, ordered Daphne and Eloise to help Y/n while she went to him. Like any mother, she let her eldest son cry on her lap, clinging to her as if it were the only thing holding him to Earth.
Y/n was lying on her bed, the swelling mostly gone. All her siblings had already visited her except Anthony. Collin lasted the longest, apologizing to her for pushing her, while Y/n reminded him every time it wasn’t his fault. Eloise was currently reading a book to her. However, the room was silent when there was a knock on the door, Anthony entering after giving him permission.
“I shall leave you two alone. And I’ll come back later to finish the book, sister.” Eloise said, leaving the room knowing Anthony and Y/n had a lot to talk about.
“Thank you, Eloise.” Y/N smiled at her, then turned to the man. “Anthony, my apologies, I don’t know why I asked that. Please, don’t think much about that.”
“I’m afraid that’s not possible, sister.” Anthony sighed, pulling a chair over to the edge of the bed and sitting there. “I’m sorry that you think that. I failed as your brother.”
"No, you did not.” Y/n assured him, taking her hand, hating to see his face look so worried and sad. “Of course, dealing with your anticts everyday is not easy, but I wouldn’t change it for anything in this world. I guess that sometimes I just feel forgotten, because I feel like you don’t care about me as much as you care about others. It’s silly.”
“It’s not silly, Y/n. But I want you to know that I’ve always looked out for you. I guess I just found you more independent, much like Eloise, and I felt like I didn’t need to be on top of you as much as I do to the others. You, your siblings and mother are my responsibility, and I apologise for how I acted towards you.”
“Anthony, it’s fine, really. I know you care about us all.”
“No. I want you to know that despite not paying you that much attention, there hasn’t been a moment when I haven’t cared about you or loved you. Do you know why I let you go to that hidden place of yours that you like to go to read?” he asked, chuckling when he saw his sister’s surprised look to learn that he was aware of this. “It’s because I have a direct view of it from my office and I can keep an eye on you and make sure you’re okay. You scared me today when you came in with a bee stung on your arm. The only time I felt this fear was on father’s death.”
“I didn’t mean to scare you all. And I’m sorry for what I said, I didn’t know all of that. You never failed us, Anthony.”
“All is well now. Mother is preparing a big dinner for you. Do you wish to sneak into the kitchens with me so we can get some dessert?” Anthony asked with a sly smile, trying not to show too much how Y/n’s words affected him in a positive way.
“Really?” Y/n asked excitedly, nodding several times.
“As long as mother doesn’t find out.”
She rose from the bed, seeing Anthony offer her his arm with impeccable posture. Giggling, she accepted and the two went to the kitchen.
What they didn’t know was that as they ate, Lady Bridgerton watched them with a smile, letting this act pass. She thanked Emund for protecting their little girl, the glue of the family, even if she didn’t know that.