The Monsters Inside and Out (Scott Howl x Depressed Reader)

56. Unusual Dream

The rest of the night was hazy. You remember storming into your house, greeting your mom, and laying in bed. That's about it. You continue to dwell on everything. Every single moment of your life you can remember where you messed up. Whenever you said something, or did something, or reacted a certain way. As you continue to think, your room gets notably colder. You feel sick to your stomach, you just want to crawl into a corner, and die. Today was all over the place. You were so upset about lying to your mom about Scott, then you and Polly worked together and that made you happy. Then, seeing Brian made you angry again, then you talked to Scott, who made you feel better. You won the dodgeball game in the most badass way, and all of a sudden you get upset again. You decide moping around in your room is a waste of time, so you decide to do some homework. About an hour later, you finally finish. The emotional exhaustion you felt throughout the day finally catches up to you as your heavy eyes slowly close, and you fall asleep without putting away your work.

The alarm goes off. You wake up in a room you've never seen before. You sit yourself up and lean over to your side table, and turn off the alarm. In the spot next to you, there is a lump under the blankets. Someone must be there. You lean onto the lump and say, "Good morning, stud." It's not your voice, it's light and seductive. And now that you think about it, it's not your body either. The person next to you mumbles, "G'morning sexy." You get up and go to a side room, which is the bathroom. You use it and freshen up, then step out of the bathroom and lean against the doorway with your arms folded. "So, big boy. Are you gonna treat a gal to some breakfast or what?" He lets out a light groan, "Sure thing. Where do ya wanna go?" As he speaks, he gets out from under the blanket, and you get a horrible feeling in the pit of your stomach. Using fast reflexes, you open the drawer of your bedside table, and grab the gun that was kept in there, pointing it at the strange man. "Who the hell are you?" The man looked like a regular human, except he also had horns, wings, and a tail. The details of his face were fuzzy, and you can't quite make it out. You say, "Last night, I had a wonderful time with a beautiful man. What did you do to him?" "Babe, it's me, Darius. What are you talking about?" "N-No. Darius is a respectable, glorious, big-dicked human being. Not.. You." "No. Darius is a respectable, glorious, big-dicked demon boy. 7th circle. I told you that last night." "I thought that was just some weird foreplay!" "I sat down and talked to you about it in a serious and respectful!" "Well I was too drunk to know what was happening!" "Listen babe, let's just talk about this." As he said that, he began to stand up, taking a step closer to you. You raise the gun your holding, pointing it directly at him. He raises his hands as you say, "Stay back! I will shoot!" He takes another step. "I mean it!" He takes one more. You shoot the gun, and time seems to slow down as he raises his hand, forming some sort of shield that blocks the bullet from hitting him at all. He smacks the gun out of your hands and pins you against the wall with a look of lust in his eyes. "Baby, please. We had such a great time last night. Just let me take you to get some breakfast like you wanted, and if you still hate me, then you'll never have to see me again." You were lost in total, utter confusion. Who was this guy, and who are you? You're clearly not in your own body, but who could you be? You say, "Okay, fine. But I'm picking the place." He smirks. "Fine by me." He lets go of you and immediately grabs the gun, before you have any chance of getting it back. In a huff, you make your way back to the bathroom. As you get ready, you take a look in the mirror, and you see a horrifying sight. As you stare at the reflection, she stares right back at you. You watch as your mother gets ready to go to breakfast with this guy. She's about to go to breakfast with your dad.

March 21st, 19XX
'What is this? What's happening? I'm not supposed to like him. So.. Why do I? It's as if he is my dream guy. He's handsome, and smart, and funny. When we got to the place, he was immediately harassed by an elderly woman, telling the employees to kick him out before he damned everyone for eternity. If he behaved just as mother taught, he would have for sure done just that. But.. He didn't. He was such a gentleman, he held the door open for me, ordered for me, and paid for everything. We have a lot in common too. But he's a monster. He's a hideous, disgusting, evil monster. So why do I like him? I don't understand. I don't understand. I just.. Don't understand.' You close the book you were writing in. The word "Diary" is displayed in big letters on the front. Plans have already been made for another meeting. You shouldn't be, but you're excited.

You wake up in a cold sweat. Your head hurts. Massaging your temple, you at the clock in your room to see that it's 3AM. You groan to yourself as you realize how much longer you have until the day starts, and now that you're up, there's no way you're falling asleep. You stare at your ceiling, thinking about what you just saw. You have never, ever seen or heard your mom think nice and positive things about your dad. He's always been the man who ruined her life, who took all her happiness away for his own selfish reasons. They obviously had to be in love at some point to have had kids together, but seeing it with your own eyes is offputting. You're dad really did seem like a nice guy though. How did he suddenly fall from grace like that? He sacrificed your brother, mentally abused you, and occasionally got physical too. At least, that's how you remember it. You look at your clock to see it's now 3:02AM. Fuuuck. You decide to pass the time by watching YouTube on your phone. Once the time passes, and it's finally time to get ready for school, you get up and do that. You get ready with a still broken mirror, and head off to school. You've been up for a few hours now, and your head continues to ache because of it. However, you just push through the day and deal with it, and it's over before you know it. Soon enough, you reach the end of the week too. You say goodbye to Scott and are about to begin your walk home, when you are stopped by Vera. "Hey, I wanna talk to you."