just the two of us [ m.s x reader ]

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(Y/N)

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"Happy birthday to youuu," everyone sang, maybe a little out of key, but it was the feeling that counted right? My lips pursed into a curve, I was genuinely happy. Surrounded by my family and my close friends on this quite important night. I was turning 18. I'm an adult now! I get to be 'free', get paid, pay taxes and die under the pressure of capitalism! Fantastic right? I brushed my pessimistic thoughts aside and turned my attention back at the cake and the candles burning in front of me. The faded music in the background grew back to become louder and louder until I heard properly again. 

"Make a wish princess," I heard my father say, sitting across of me, champagne flute in one hand and phone in the other. I smiled at him warmly and looked around, everyone had their phones out to record, while others were just hanging onto their drinks, birthday hats and garlands around their necks for some reason. All their eyes gleamed in the candlelight and my heart warmed as I realized how lucky I was to be surrounded by love, familiarity and peace. I turned back to the cake and stared at the two candles in front of me. 1 and 8. Two little candles that showed how far I've come. Make a wish. 

I wish for someone who will be down for forever. 

I took a deep breath in, felt as my lungs inflated and in one swift motion, blew out all my candles at once, plunging us in darkness. 

"Well hurry up, open your gifts!" My mum ushered me after setting down the last plates in the sink and running water on them a little. She walked back to the living room where we were all huddled together waiting impatiently for me to unwrap their gifts like your grandparents watching you open your gifts on Christmas day. 

"Alright, hand me over your presents." I said with a snicker, and extended my hand forward. My best friend, got to be the first one and handed me a box. I gently shook it and only heard rustles. I cocked an eyebrow at her and she just smirked, pushing me to open it. On the box was written: A trip down memory lane. 

I lifted the lid and saw a dump of printed pictures and polaroid's of moments o us together. picnics, waterparks, pool days, and pictures of us when we were still in school. To see how far we've come. I felt my vision starting to blur and my then, something wet fell on my had. A tear. I heard a few 'awww' and heard my best friend coming up to me and offering me a hug. I hugged her back tightly and then a wave of emotions brushed me and I suddenly felt as if this was the last time I was seeing her.  We weren't kids anymore.  

My eyes lit up every unwrapping every gift I got. Louboutin high heels from my dad to make me feel like a powerful undefeatable woman in a world ridden by men, bunch of books from other friends and a Burberry trench coat from my mother. I thanked them all dearly and clung to my gifts. I excused myself to go up to my room and leave my gifts there. I returned shortly and danced the night away, while the sun slowly started to rise. 

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I woke up in a groan, with a aching headache that I couldn't rid myself off. I turned over to my nightstand and read the clock to see 11:26 am plastered on it. I sighed, and groaned again. I didn't want to roll off this perfectly warm and comfortable bed. But I needed to desperately get rid of this headache. So, I thought I might use my daughter privilege and yelled out for my mum. I waited expecting to hear a response or my door to suddenly swing open but nothing. 

"Mum!" I cried again. No answer. 

"MUM!" I shouted again, hoping to see her angrily bust through the door for being rude. Still no answer. Maybe she went out. 

"DAAAD!" I shouted, hoping to hear my father's grunting. Silence. Alright maybe they all went out. But it was odd as it was Sunday morning and they didn't have anything to do. I laid back down on my bed and reached for my phone. No one messaged me in the early morning. Odd. I was expecting late birthday wishes from friends and distant relatives but nothing. How strange. 

"Alright, (y/n), you're an adult now, time to fend for yourself." I rolled out of bed against my will and headed straight for the closet for something a little warmer. I threw on a comfortable black hoodie and headed for the bathroom. Eh. I was looking quite presentable apart from the hair in the un that look like I survived an explosion. I went downstairs and felt weird. The house was too calm. I called out my cat's name and was met with no answer. I thought that maybe my parents took Juniper to the vet but the cat was perfectly fine last night. I looked through the house for notes. Nothing. I decided to pick up the phone and call them. 

After 5 tries on both numbers I gave up. They weren't in their rooms and the weren't in the house. I opened my open and Instagram and messaged my best friend. 

"good morning, something's off I can't find and reach my parents anywhere. Should I call the police?" 

I waited two minutes for a reply but nothing. Weird 'cause she was usually up at this time, doing her makeup preparing for 'brunch' like rich people do. I shoved my phone back in my pant's pocket and walked over to my front door. I put on some shoes, grabbed my stack of keys and headed out the door. The air was abominably cold and I began to shiver lightly, but knew it was normal as we were into late December. I headed straight for my car, and turned the engine on for the heat. After warming up I took my car out for a stroll and went around the neighborhood. Everything was out of place. No one was out. It was cold sure, but normally kids would be out making snowmen and playing in the snow while parents ushered for them to stay inside. It was awfully quiet. I drove around the town and it showed absolutely no trace of human life. Like it was a ghost town. Hoping it was just a silly prank, I mumbled and picked up my phone dialing the police number. 

But I knew something was wrong when they didn't answer my dozen of calls.