A Dream x Reader. ⚠️Warning: mature language, suicidal attempts, mentions of rape, harassment, drugs, alcohol, blood⚠️ All that good stuff, I have warned all of you, but hopefully it will turn out good! I have some major plans for the future! Also...
[A/N: So I needa get back in the flow of writing, so this bit may seem a little choppy and disconnected from the last chapter but I promise I'm trying.
Another thing, what do you guys think about me making a one shot book? I've wanted to for a while but scared no one will read it.
And finally, I love you all, but there's too many of you to mention you all now I'm sorryyy ;( I wil try and pick a random 3 users per chapter, of course avoiding ones I've already mentioned, BUT PLEASE REMEMBER I LOVE YOU ALL AND ESPECIALLY YOU GUYS THAT COMMENTED ON CHAPTER 23 ASKING FOR MORE! HAVE KISSES FROM AUTHOR, MWAH
Word count: 2103]
Y/N POV
~October 1st, Thursday, 1:34 pm~
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I stand at the door and examine myself in the mirror. I approve of my outfit and pull out my phone to check the weather. "It might rain? Well it's only 30% chance..." I slip on rubber boots for the just in case.
I start my walk, not having a specific destination in mind. I decide to just walk where my feet lead me. I put on my headphones and play Clay and I's new music playlist.
I ended up making it near my old neighbour hood, so I thought it would be a good idea to walk to my old house to fuck off my mom.
I made it outside the house and looked at the musty looking porch. I pulled out my phone and took a selfie of me flipping off the house. "Ha, I'm definitely showing Dream this later." I peaked at the top left reading the time. "Shit, it's already been 45 minutes. I should get back."
Like the skies had heard me, it started to pour.
"Oh, God." I sighed as I walk through the rain, my rubber boots splashing through little puddles on the side of the road. I mentally scold myself for not bringing a coat or an umbrella. I started the journey home, my clothes and my H/C hair getting drenched.
I spotted a bus stop further up the road so I decided to sit down inside it for a minute or two. A tune from my song got stuck in my head. I started humming it to myself since no one was there. I've pretty much perfected it and loved singing the song. The only thing left to do was to actually record it.
I leaned my head back against the glass pane behind me and closed my eyes. "I can't wait for this to be released."
I heard a screech outside and saw the bus stop by the curb. Should I take the bus home? Nah, the rain isn't that bad. I sat there for a minute or two and waited for the bus to leave. I got up and started walking back to the apartment, blasting the music in my headphones so I didn't have to pay attention to anyone else passing by.
I shivered a little by the time I got in the front reception area. I walked to the second floor, guiltily being followed by a trail of water. I sneezed as I opened our apartment door, covering my mouth with my elbow.
