window neighbors dream x reader

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The Next Day
I wake up feeling in pain in my arms and legs. I uncover parts of my bandages and they're quite a bit red, so I cover them up again and head to the bathroom. I take a first aid kit, open it and apply some healing cream to the scars to hopefully heal them better. The sun is shining beautifully today. I head downstairs to make Jason some breakfast and I make him a warm coffee and eggs. I take the plate and cup to the living room where he's at and he's awake watching tv. "About time! What the hell took you so long?!" he yells as I put his breakfast on the living room table. He sips on the coffee and spits it on me. "It's too hot! Don't you know how to do anything right?!" he complains, and suddenly he throws the hot coffee on me. My stomach and legs are start to burn so run and head to the bathroom. I try to clean myself up and head back out so give him a less hot coffee. My legs turn red and i'm in so much pain. I give him another coffee and head straight to my room. I put on a little bit of lotion to help stop the burning and change into some new clothes. By the time I go downstairs again, he's finished his food and is gone. I head back to my room to watch the day go by through my window. I wonder how my life you be if my parents were here. They died when I was 7, and I remember it like it was yesterday. They left on a Saturday afternoon to spend some time together, and I was going to be with my grandparents all day. I baked a cake with my grandma and I played outside in their backyard with my mom's old swing she used to play in when she was younger. Then my grandma let me sleep in my mom's old room and it was so pretty! So many beautiful dolls, a giant teddy bear, and a ballerina music box. It was perfect. Grandma put me to bed and I was trying to go sleep and I heard my grandparents crying downstairs. I head down the stairs quietly and I overheard my grandma talking to my grandpa in frustration. "What about y/n?! What will we do when she finds out that they-" She hugs my grandpa. And I knew. I knew I had to be strong for them, that I couldn't make them feel worried about me. I hated not being able to do anything to stop them from crying so I tried not to worry them. I lived with them ever since. They met Jason, and they really thought that they left me in good hands but, I thought that he'd be different, that I could change him but I guess I'm wrong.
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I hear in my window as I'm staring at the sky. I look around to hear where the sound is coming from. And I find the blonde boy from yesterday in his window waving and smiling at me, he was throwing small pebbles to my window. I smile and wave back and and he writes in a notebook with a black marker. 'i'm clay, and you?' I look through my things and find a old notebook and a sharpie. I write 'y/n' and show it to him. 'nice to meet you y/n :)' he writes back. 'nice to meet you too' I write to him. 'what do you think of your new house?' he responds back. 'it's pretty and peaceful :)' i write and show it to him. 'i'm happy to hear that! and how are you today?' he writes to me. 'i'm okay, and you?' i respond. 'i'm good, thanks, it was great to meet you' 'same' and we smile at each other. I wave at him bye and he waves back. I check the time and it's 1:00pm. Jason comes back and I hear his footsteps coming up. "What're you doing?!" he yells. "Nothing." I answer him. "Well then stop being so lazy and go make me something to eat!" he yells louder and pulls me by my hair and drags me to the kitchen. He throws me to the ground and walks out. I make him something to eat and I give it to him in the living room where he's laying down. He's watching a sports game so I head upstairs back to my room. I look back at my window and look at the sky. I wish that things can be different. That I can be happy again with someone who really loves me.
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I look to Clay's window and he has a paper that reads 'was that your boyfriend?' I nod. He writes back 'i'm sorry'. I mouth 'it's not your fault' and together we look at the clouds. I keep looking back at him again. Then he writes on another paper 'don't worry, things will get better! :)' and it makes my day. I really hope so.