Reflecting (Onceler x Reader)

Remembering

A/N  This chapter is Y/N remembering their life before they became the Lorax's kid. That's all I'm gonna tell you 😁

Your POV
I barely got any sleep at all that night.

There were thousands of things floating in my mind, memories, ideas, thoughts and so much more. Though it was only one of those things that I dreamt about. The one thing that I didn't want to dream about. The past.
I might only have slept for an hour or so, but the dream felt like it went on for years.

--timeskip to 300 years in the past--
I waddled out of bed, trying to remember the events of yesterday night.

"Fucking Jared. Stupid dumb cheating Jared." I said under my breath.

"Ughhh my head hurts like a bitch" I groaned.
"I wish I would've just jumped off that stupid bridge like I'd planned."

The only thing I could remember was the before, oh and how much it all hurt. No amount of alcohol could ever take it away. Maybe in the moment, I'd forget... But in the end it would always come back to haunt me.

I need coffee.

I slowly rose to my feet and threw my pyjamas onto the ground. Well, I tried to. That's when I realized I wasn't wearing anything. Like literally nothing. And I knew what that meant all too well.

Quickly, I threw on a bathrobe and slowly walked over to the bed, being careful not to be too loud.

I grabbed the duvet corner and pulled it back, like I was ripping off a bandaid.

Under it was nothing but a note, but I still wasn't out of the woods yet.

It read:
"I went to a nearby coffee shop to get breakfast, be back soon xx

                                                                - J"

"Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit!!!" I whispered under my breath.

I need to get out of here.

I threw the note on the ground and put on whatever clothes I found on the floor, before grabbing Jared's clothes and throwing them into my fireplace. I grabbed an almost empty bottle of vodka and poured it in with the clothes and the stupid note.
Lighting something on fire has never felt better. Well, except for the other 20 times I've done this.

I stood there and watched it all burn for a short minute, until I realized I had to go. I quickly grabbed two beers and poured them over the fire, efficiently putting it out, because everyone knows that beer doesn't contain enough alcohol to be flammable.

I snatched my phone and jumped out the window, not entirely remembering that I still live on the 3rd floor.

Thankfully, I was lucky enough to land in a gigantic pile of snow, which was just enough to keep me from getting injured. Unluckily, I wasn't wearing any pants, so you can imagine how uncomfortable that was.

(a/n dont be sussy yall shorts/skirt dont count as pants)

I struggled to get out of the pile of snow, and ended up faceplanting into,
you guessed it! more snow.

I was dusting myself off when I noticed Jared, across the street. He was strutting along the sidewalk, coffee and paper bag in hand. I gulped and kind of wished I had stayed.

Coffee...

I put my hands in my pockets and was overcome with delight when I noticed one of them contained a flask.

I slowly walked down the street, occasionally sipping from my flask with my other hand in my pocket, having the time of my life.

"Well, here we go again."

A/N Heyyy, so i know i haven't updated in like a month now but I've been going through some stuff (like i always am) i happened to get a random burst of motivation and decided to finish this chapter, i know it might not be the best but hey it's something.