BZZZT. BZZZT.
: I wake up to the sound of my alarm.: I turn it off and turn to the other side of my bed.
: Or...At least I think I did, if I would have hit snooze then-
BZZZ-
: I get up and smack the hell out of my alarm clock off my bedside, THIS time it was turned off.
: Shut up already!
: And with that, I'm now awake.
: I didn't want to wake up, but it's not like sleeping all day is going to make things any better.
: I rub my eyes together, trying to get the tiredness out of them as I proceed to get out of my bed.: Once I got out of my bed, I stopped rubbing my eyes as I sluggishly made my way out of my room to the bathroom.
Bathroom
: I turn on the lights in the bathroom and walk up to the sink.
: When I was in front of the sink I stare at myself in the mirror.
: The first thing that caught my eye was the bandage wrapped around my neck.
: I slightly touch the wrapping around my neck as I could recall memories of the events that took the day before yesterday.
: I hesitantly undo the wrappings around my neck to see if there was any improvement.
: As I set down the now unwrapped bandages I look at my neck.
: If I wasn't so down in the dumps I would have been horrified.
: But I only had a blank reaction.
: Around my neck was bruised, caused by strangulation.: Aside from the large bruise I have wrapped around my neck, there were also a few stitches on the front of my part of my neck.
: I wonder how I'm still alive.
: Usually in movies and video games that I've seen, when someone slits another person's throat they would die.
: But thankfully enough, this isn't a movie nor a video game.
: I look at the stitches a little closer, and oddly enough they seem to be getting slightly better.: As long as I don't mess with them then everything will be alright.
: I look up to see that my eyes seemed to be very red and puffy.: I must have been crying in my sleep.
: If my mother was still around she would hug me and tell me everything will be alright.: I miss her...
: A tear formed around my left eye and slid down my face.: I wiped away the tear as I wonder if I was in good enough condition to speak again.
Y/N: "Ah-"
Y/N: "UGK!"
: I gently placed a few fingers on my throat which was burning with pain.: Seems like I still can't talk yet.
: Damn it...
: I stayed in this position for a minute until the pain eventually fades which I now lowered my hand.
: My neck still feels uncomfortable but I'm used to it by now.
: I guess I'll have to be extra careful taking a shower then.
: I carefully start undressing, avoiding touching my neck as I step into the shower.
After a few minutes of showering, I step out of the shower and grab a towel to dry myself off.
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DDLC: Lamenting Stitches
FanfictionI do not own Doki Doki Literature Club, all rights are to Team Salvato. This story was inspired by DDLC and modded DDLC stories. What would it be like to see from the perspective of the main character who suffered from a traumatic experience before...