TRAPPED - 2 (sketchxreader)

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I see her in her flowy dress. It looks so good on her, the dress drapes over her body and moves with the wind. White is her color. I missed her so much, my pretty and hypnotizing girlfriend. I walk towards her with butterflies in my stomach. I recognize this as our high school hallway but it's empty and dark.

The closer I get to her, the wider she smiles then I notice her wearing the rose in her hair that I gave to her earlier. That makes me drawn to her even more but my heart drops as I stand right in front of her, she smiles from cheek to cheek. It's wider than ever. 

I scream as I watch the blood pour from her mouth slowly and decorate her chin, giving her a bloody smile. I have no time to run, she pushes me on the ground and drags me outside of the school premises.

There I see a deep dug up hole in the muddy ground, big enough to fit a human body. I scream and plead but y/n isn't herself. She's lethal and brutal. Despite being an atheist I pray to live through this as she buries me alive. 

"Please." I beg her.

"That's how Jack must've felt." She states while picking up a shovel.

I break into tears.

"Revenge is the answer." is what she says while I feel myself choking on the gritty mud that she's throwing onto me with a rusty shovel.

I cough and cough and cough....

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I wake up with panic setting in, not another fucking nightmare. This is too much, my life is falling apart. I freak out for a good while then acknowledge the noise of my phone going off. I almost drop it while picking up the call.

"Hello-" I say.

"I am right outside your house." she says from the other end. it's y/n.

"What?" I rub my eyes and walk towards my window.

"I told you I'd be coming over." She replies non-chalantlly. 

I open my blinds and see y/n standing downstairs with an inviting smile on her face.

"I didn't know by coming over you meant you'd be coming over past midnight." I say while searching for my jacket.

She doesn't answer my question but says, "Come to me." in a firm tone.

"Ok." I roll my eyes and hang up.

I tip toe down to the front door and lock it behind me after exiting. I am met with a deviant y/n, she looks like she has a plan to kidnap me or something. I sigh and look at her then she flashes me her comforting smile. God, love her to pieces.

She then holds my hand and starts taking me somewhere, I just follow her. I am hypnotized by her yet again. I can't do anything, sometimes I feel out of control when I'm around y/n. It's like I don't have control over myself, she does.

She takes me to the forest, yeah that one where I found the bracelet and it changed my life in many ways. She isn't taking me to that specific area but the abandoned cabin I have many Ethan and y/n related memories attached to.

She sits me down and looks at me. Suddenly, my nightmare comes into my mind again like a haunting memory but it never happened in reality but what if it does? like right now? y/n is here and so am I. It's the perfect set up. I gaze at her.

"Do you want revenge?" I ask.

y/n smiles, "I want you." she kisses me on the lips and slowly makes her way down to my neck.

If this was the past me  hearing that from y/n would have melted me but my nightmares have changed me. They are all I can think about. Y/n's answer is only making me more paranoid and fearful.

"Stop! stop! I- should I even ask you for advice? weird shit has been happening to me lately! oh my fucking god! I just- you can't help me, I can't even help myself." I utter and have a breakdown.

"I know a lot of things that you don't know, Elijah." She plays with my hair. It's comforting yet eerie. 

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(Meanwhile in the present timeline)

Sub-

After a good two hours of thinking, I grab my phone and dial Amie's number. I think again while waiting for the call to go through.

"Hey." She picks up.

"Hey Amie, I have something important to tell you." I inform her.

"Ok go ahead."

I take a deep breath, "I'm worried sick about Ethan."

Amie chuckles, "You're not his mom Sub."

I go silent.

"Okay I do see where you're coming from, he's been acting funny. I've seen it too." She admits.

"We have got to do something about dude, we have to look after him in some way." I state.

Amie says after a short pause, "We can try to get him some professional help as long as he agrees to show up the therapy sessions."

"That's gonna be hard, that guy won't be admit that he has a problem. We gotta persuade somehow to get professional help." I reply.

"I have a better plan." says Amie.

"Ok, tell me about it."

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(A/N): Yall will come to know about Amie's plan soon ;))))