Anne awoke to the sound of her phone blaring music, as soon as she got up she knew what day it was, May 19th. Of course, today was the anniversary of her beheading. Anne walked over to the bathroom sink and glared at her reflection, hating what she saw. Anne scratched at her neck muttering curses under her breath when she suddenly heard a knock at the door.

 " Anne, babes breakfast is ready " Jane called out. 

" I'm not hungry " Anne mumbled as loud as she could muster. 

Her voice was heavy with grief. The door clicked open as Jane strolled inside. She turned into the bathroom and looked at Anne who seemed disheveled. 

" Dear lord what happened to you " Jane gasped. 

" I didn't get much sleep last night..." 

" Of course you didn't, were you up on Instagram again texting Kitty even though she is right next door you kids I swe- "

 " In case you didn't hear me screaming and crying, I was having nightmares. Now, could you get out? " Anne shoved Jane out of the bathroom before crossing her arms and sighing. 

" Excuse me, do not talk to your mum that way Miss Anne Boleyn. " Jane hissed.

 " You're not my real mum Jane stop pretending you're ' holier than thou ' just because you don't have to deal with the mental abuse everyone else had to go through. " Anne scratched at her scar and reached for her choker on the counter slipping it on carefully. 

" I went through JUST as much as you Anne, just because I don't complain about getting my head lopped off because I was being a whore doesn't mean I didn't suffer. " Jane growled, as soon as the words slipped out she regretted it. 

" Wow, low-blow Jane. Little Miss ' Oh look at me I am the strongest ' over here wants to challenge what I've been through. Do you even know what it's like to be blamed for something you didn't do and have to pay the price with your life, Jane? You can't even BEGIN to understand what I have had to endure just to make it here and find out I'm not even wanted among the only family I have left. " Anne threw her hands in the air before laughing, trying to hold back tears.

 " A-Annie no, that's not what I- " 

" Save it, Jane. I get it, I am over dramatic. I am nothing but the whore, that's all I'll ever be. " Anne stomped away and slammed her door behind her she walked downstairs and glared at the other queens.

 The queens sat in silence looking up at Anne from their seats. Kitty stood and walked over to Anne offering a hug, Anne shoved her cousin away and ran out the front door. Jane quickly ran downstairs, tears streaming down her face while she explained what happened to the other queens. After about three hours Anne came back home, when she walked in the door she said hello to everyone except Jane. She walked over to Kitty and said sorry before hugging her tightly and walking upstairs. Anne sat at the corner of her bed and her smile faded immediately.

Anne had always had self-worth issues, despite her bragging about her looks and how attractive men found her she often saw herself as nothing more than an oversexualized object. She always felt invalid expressing these feelings due to what Kitty had gone through but Anne couldn't help the way her brain worked. 

" You're such a failure. " Anne muttered to herself throwing her choker down on the floor.

 " I wish I would have stayed dead, why did I have to come back. Why. Why. WHY! " Anne screamed before punching the wall she looked up at the hole she made and collapsed. She laid on the floor crying when she heard another knock. She knew it was Jane and she didn't have the energy to fight again.

 " Go. Away. Seymour. " Anne crawled over and sat against the door. 

Jane pushed the door open, knocking Anne over. Without saying a word she slammed the door shut and scooped Anne into her arms. Anne fought back for a second before melting into a puddle of tears. She held tightly onto Jane, sobbing onto her shoulder while Jane rubbed small circles onto her back.

 " I love you mum, I'm sorry... " Anne sniffled, choking back the tears that threatened to break free again. Jane covered Anne's mouth and answered 

" Don't be sorry my sweet child, I was in the wrong, I hope you can forgive me. " Anne nodded and rested her head back onto Jane, they eventually fell asleep hugging after Anne had calmed down.

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