Awakening

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A/n First story that I am actually probably going will update! Anyways I am writing this like a fanfic I would absolutely read for hours! Enjoy...

The beeping enters my ears like a shrill cry. I try not to leave the nice darkness that has slowly become my home. I hear the scratching of a pencil to my left but my eyes refuse to open. I hear the pencil stop moving on the paper and a sigh. The screech of the chair allows a hand to touch mine.

Whose hand is this? Why is this person touching me?

In attempt to take your hand away the only movement you can manage is your thumb to brush against the hand of this stranger. They let out a breath of hope and take their hand away. You hear their footsteps descend away.

"Can I get a doctor?" A voice said with a thick British accent that feels familiar but you don't know-how. The footsteps come back and you feel someone kiss your cheek.

"Hang in their y/n." His voice says hopefully. The beeping y/n hear more people enter wherever you were.

-Time skip-

You had fallen asleep and entered the darkroom again. But this time you were not the only person. A boy about 8 inches taller than you looks towards you but he is a blur and he reaches out for you.

The beeping comes back but this time you are greeted by a masculine voice fading away.

"We are sorry to say this Ms. L/n (your last name) but your daughter is suffering from Dissociative Amnesia. This causes her to not remember people and who they were to her." He finishes this women bursts into tears and I hear a familiar voice say,

"Is there a way to help y/n remember again?" The boy asks.

"Yes, there is a possible way." The man says in response to this familiar boy, " we have found in recent cases, that ones that were once important to y/n once before telling y/n stories of y/n and them, it causes their brain to spark and then slowly gain all information once forgotten." He finishes.

In attempt to open my eyes to see the people in the room I am only able to open them enough to see three people talking but have to close my eyes due to the mental strain.

The two say their farewells to the doctor. The boy says he will watch over me so the lady can go home to rest. She agrees and leaves the room. With a sigh, the boy sits on the foot of my bed sighs reaching for my hand. You flinch but the way he laces his fingers through yours makes you feel a spark of love.

What is this feeling? I don't even know who this boy is!

I push the feelings I felt for this strange boy away. I hear him sigh. "Y/n? It's me, Toby. It's been nine months of me waiting for you to wake up. But now you finally have, but I wish you would just remember. All those times we spent together. But I, your loyal boyfriend," He or Toby says in a shaky voice, "Will make you as happy as you were before."

So him. I mean Toby. Was my boyfriend?

I feel a tear falling down my cheek. But without any fluid in my body, I could not cry. With a shaky breath, I try to say something but my throat burns. He sighs and lets go of my hand. I feel him move farther up on my bed. Without his hand in mine, it feels weirdly cold. But I soon feel his fingers go through my hair carefully making their way through the knots.

-Time skip-

I was wheeled back into my room after they did brain scans. Showing results that I would finally be able to talk again, I was greeted with a fresh pair of clothes. Sweatpants and a shirt that was yellow with the words: Sunny days ahead. I smiled as I had a faint remembrance of it being my favorite thing to wear.

I hear footsteps enter my room after I had gotten dressed I turn around to see a boy about 8 inches taller than me, come into the room. I look back out to the window in my hospital room.

"Hey y/n. It's me, Toby." I look back around at him. I looked him over and could faintly feel a remembrance of him but didn't know how or who he was. I smiled at him after he smiled at me. "I thought I would just come to see how you were doing. And I thought I would tell you a memory that you always made me tell you every month for two years for our monthly anniversaries.

I smile at him anxious like a puppy wanting to hear what he wanted to tell me.


A/N heyo lovelies! I hope you love this so far I will try to update when I can but you know... IT'S SUMMER!!! I promise no Smut whatsoever as Tubbo is a minor along with me and I would also feel uncomfortable with Smut. I hope you love this book. Only good comments! I promise barely any swearing as swearing makes me uncomfortable at times especially when reading it!

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