Scarred Memories ••• Book One ••• Child!MikeSchmidt X Child!Fem!Reader

3: Last Day of School

(All art drawn by FelicityAfton !)
Y/N means Your Name
L/N means Last Name
N/N means Nickname
F/C means Favorite Color
2/F/C means Second Favorite color.
E/C means Eye Color
H/C means Hair Color
S/C means Skin Color
S/N means Sister's Name
S/F/C means Sister's Favorite Color
H/L means Hair Length
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<Mike's PoV>
Y/N was still sleeping. Should I tell her about... her? Then, Y/N rolled over, as her face confronted mine. I could feel her breath on my face.

<Y/N's PoV>
I opened my eyes, and saw... MIKE's FACE?! I quickly sat up. We look away, blushing. "U-Umm... I'm gonna get dressed." Mike said, breaking the silence. "Okay... can I borrow one of your shirts?" I ask. "Sure."
I get dressed into a red shirt with black jeans. Mike only had red shirts, either with Foxy or without.
I walk downstairs, seeing Mike. "What are we doing?" I ask. "Well... We're getting ready for the last day of school." I gasp. "WAIT! I DON'T HAVE MY STUFF!!" I panic. Mike chuckled. "That's why I bought an extra backpack!" He said. It was f/c! "Wait... you bought this for me?" I ask. "Yeah... I had to waste all my saved money. I was saving for my Cherry Bomb music disc." I gave him a warm smile. He blushes. We heard wheels screech to a stop. We ran outside, and onto the school bus.
"Hey! You! M/N/N!" I turn around. I felt something punch my gut. I fall back. "N/N!!" Mike screams. The bus driver was watching, but didn't do anything. "Hey! Leave her alone!" A boy with black hair yelled. "Scott, this doesn't involve you." The girl who punched me said. "Erica. Stop and take a seat." A teen said.
Me, Mike, some kid with a questionable face and Scott were sitting in the back. "I'm J-Jeremy..." The question-mark faced the boy. "Mike, and this is Y/N." I smile and wave. "We already know about you being bit. We think it's cool." Scott blurts. Mike gets a hurt look in his eyes. "Don't talk about it. It's a touchy subject." I whisper to him and Jeremy. "O-Oh. Sorry." Mike just smiled forgivingly at them.
We get to school. Me, Mike, Jeremy, and Scott were all in 1st grade.
After a fun morning, it was lunch time. Erica walked up to me. "Hey. Y/N, aren't you S/N's big sister?" I froze. "You were the reason why she died right?" I drop my tray, and look down. The whole cafeteria was looking at us. 'Sister... it's okay! I'm okay! I promise! I won't let you down! I'll smile for you! See? I'm okay!!' Those were her last words. I turn around, facing Erica, but still looking down at the ground. "N/N...?" Mike said, walking up to me. Erica had 2 other girls with her, who started snickering. I suddenly felt something weird in me. "Why would you say mean this about my sister? She's been hurting... she wasn't the reason. I died." A voice said from me.

<Mike's PoV>
Wait... was Y/N... possessed?! "Y/N!" I scream. She faces me. Her eyes weren't E/C. They were S/F/C. "Leave my sister alone, or I'll make sure you won't be happy..." A little's girl chuckle followed after those words. Y/N shook her head. "Huh...? What happened..?" Erica backs away. "EW!! YOU POSSESSED FREAK!!" She runs away with the 2 girls. "What... happened?" Y/N looks at me, walking towards me. I back away. "M-Mikey? What did I do?!" She starts crying. Scott and Jeremy were frozen, staring at us from our table. I walk towards her. Then, I saw a fake rose in the corner of the cafeteria. I run to it, and take it. A teacher walked in, seeing Y/N in tears. I walk up to N/N, and offer the rose to her. She looks at me. Her upsetting frown became a beautiful, warm and shaky smile. Y/N takes the rose, standing up. I open my arms for her to jump into. "M-Mikey..." She choked on her words. She then walked into my arms. Everyone in the cafeteria awed, except for the bullies and most of the teens.
Turns out, Y/N had to spend 1 week with me, because her grandma had to go somewhere. I was really happy.
We were driving the bus home, when something hit us. I quickly hugged Y/N, protecting her. "MIKEY!!" Was the last thing I heard.

<Y/N's PoV>
I open my eyes. We were... in a lake! It wasn't deep, but the bus was filling with water, and fast. I looked around for Mike. I heard groaning. Good thing Scott and Jeremy drive a different bus on the way home. "M-Mikey?" I ask. "...Y-Y-Y/N!" He stuttered. "Where are you?" I ask, my voice raspy. "Look beside you." I turn my head. His arm was bleeding, and the water was almost up to his mouth. For some reason, me and Mike were the only ones on the bus. He starts gurgling. I drag him out of the water. "Y-Y/N... I'm too heavy. Leave me." I growl. "No!" Then, I had an idea. "Wait!" I put Mike on a seat. My creativity kicked in. I ripped a loose bus seat off, and rip the driver's seatbelt out of the socket. "W-What are you doing?" He asked. I saw he was losing blood, and fast. I ripped my shirt's sleeve, and gave the cloth to Mike. "Hold pressure on it." I said. "H-How do you know what to do?" He asked. "...My dad was a doctor." I said. "I need something sticky..." I said. "W-Well... there might be some duct tape in the glove box..." Mike said, pain in his voice. I walk up to the front of the bus, and saw duct tape. Thank god. I quickly run back to Mike. The water was to our feet. I taped the seatbelt down to the bus seat. "Get on." I said. "Y/N! Wow! Y-You made this with only few materials?!" I chuckle. "Yeah."
The seatbelt was on top his legs, and he sat on the bus seat. I also attached another seat behind him, so he could lay back, and still be able to hold pressure to his wound. "Ready?" I ask. Our bus seats were an inch smaller then the door. "Yeah." The door was closed. "How do we-!" The door opens. "Your welcome." Mike said, giving me a two-teethed smile.
We made it outside. "Where are we?" I asked. "Looks like we came down a hill." He said. "Mike. Listen. Can you walk?" He stands up, and walks. He was limping. "Yeah..." I smile. "Don't worry. I'm gonna get us out of here." I said. I look around. Then, I spotted something familiar. Tears filled my eyes, as I walked towards it. "N/N? What's wrong?" He saw it too. It was a fake tree, but the words 'S/N L/N and Y/N L/N! Sisters Forever!' I shake my head. "I-I need to stay strong." I said, sadly. Then, I felt a warm embrace. Mike was hugging me. "It's okay, N/N." I smile. "Okay. We are near the neighborhood." I said.
We finally arrive to Mike's house. We heard crying, and looked through the window. "I can't believe my little Mikey is gone!!" Molly cried. Molly was Mike's mom. We knock on the door. Molly opens it. "M-Mikey? Y/N?!" I smile. "Mom.... Y/N saved my life. She risked her life for me. The bus was quickly filling with water, too! She took a bus seat, a seatbelt, and duck tape. Making a perfect lift to carry me out of the bus!" Mike said as his mother engulfed him. "Y/N, you saved him. I can't thank you enough." She pulled me into the hug. "It's no problem, Mrs. Schmidt..!" I said. "Call me Molly, please." Mike smiled at me.
We walk upstairs. His mother was a nurse, so his arm was okay. I had no wounds, besides a cut on the head. Mike had taken the injury instead of me. We walk into his room, and I stop behind him. "...Y/N? You good?" He asks. 'I think I have feelings for him..' I sigh. "What's wrong?" Mike questioned, studying me up and down. I twirled my H/L H/C hair. "Mike... what do I do when I have feelings for someone?"

<Mike's PoV>
My heart broke a little at the question. 'She likes someone.' She looked right into my 2 different blue-shaded eyes. I still had my pirate bandana on, to cover my scarred head. "Who is this someone?" I ask. She blushed but smiled. "Well... they're strong, and they sometimes get too overprotective over their friends. They would help their friends no matter what the cost was. But... I love them, and I'm scared to tell them how I feel." Y/N wasn't talking about me. I'm not strong... not at all. "Well, I have a crush on someone too," I said. She looked at me. Her face was a certain emotion... I shrug it off. "What's she like...?" I look at Y/N, processing what she said. "W-Well... she's the nicest person I've ever met. She doesn't care what's on the outside. She always stands up for people who are bullied. She is so brave, and I want to be just like her. Her face is always in my head... and..." I felt something soft on my cheeks, but it quickly went away. I looked at her. "I can't believe just did that..." She mumbles. "Did you... just... kiss me?" I ask. "Y-Yes! I'm so so so sorry! I didn't mean to! I don't know what came over me-!" Suddenly, the door opens, to reveal Scott and Jeremy. "Y/N AND MIKE KISSED!!" Scott squealed. "H-Hey!! S-Shut it!" Y/N stuttered. "That doesn't mean I love him!" She added. Everyone stopped moving. She looked at me. I felt tears fill my eyes. "M-Mike... I didn't mean tha-!" Tears rolled down my face. "GET OUT!!" I screamed. She froze. "Get out... NOW!" I sobbed, still screaming. She gave me a weak smile, before running to my window. I froze, knowing what she was about to do. "W-WAIT! Y/N!!" Jeremy and Scott rush into the room. I run towards her, but it was too late. Y/N fell out the window. We were in a 2-story house, so she could possibly survive.
I run outside, and look at where she fell. She wasn't there. But there were footprints, so that indicated that she landed on her feet. Scott and Jeremy looked at me. "She's at home." I said. "Go home. Call you parents. NOW!" I demanded. Her grandma wasn't home, but she had to be there....