"Y/N, it's dinner!" I heard a voice call for me as I opened my eyes again. I smelt my favourite food, (INSERT FOOD NAME HERE).
What the actual hell? Was the Artemis talking? But she's in Cali?
I opened my eyes, my headache subsided to see a new living room, the living room that Jeri set me in before I woke up in my old room.
"How's your head bud, Jeri told me what happened?" Danny said sitting on the floor in front of the couch.
"Dunno, I feel like I've been hit by a trick." I groaned, my eyes still half-open.
"Okay then, you rest here, I'll bring your rice to you. Artemis made your plain just in case you barf, you know?" His warm smile comforted my confusion, I nodded agreeing.
So maybe this is just a lucid dream? I remember falling asleep at their graves, so yeah that has to be the answer, I'm just dreaming. So, in theory, I should be able to wake myself up. Right? I thought as I slowly sat up on the couch. But now the question is, do I want to wake up?
"I'll get them the belly bucket too, just in case as well," Danny said, rushing to the kitchen and found a plastic container and covered it in a trash bag.
But it's nice here, so why would I want to wake up? I thought, No! Don't think like that, none of this is real, so it'll only hurt more if I stay dreaming longer. Plus, I need to help Grandma.
"Um, I appreciate the sentiments but I'm going to try to sleep." I half smiled, concealing the fact I was never to return here again.
"Take the belly bucket!" Danny trailed after me, handing me the dish. I paused and looked at him, concern written all over his face.
He looks like a mother. I thought and took the "bucket" from him.
"D-Danny," I hesitantly asked. I felt as if my heart was going to beat out of my chest as I asked, "Could I have a, uh, hug, please?" I looked down at my sock-covered feet. Science covered our conversation as I felt a warm embrace from my older brother. I quickly hugged him back, leaning the bucket on his back.
"Hope you feel better soon Kiddy." He said, letting go of the tightly bound hug.
Wow, even in a dream he still calls me Kiddy (A/N: Kiddy is just a nickname for "Kid" if it's not, PLEASE tell me and I will fix it immediately). I started to walk into my bedroom, fully expecting it to be like the one in reality. However, I was delightfully wrong.
The room of my literal dreams stood before me in all of its glory. A bunk bed with storage space for clothes and other items below a full mattress with perfectly tucked in sheets and quilt. The walls of the room were not helplessly covered in wall plaster but were newly painted with a creamy eggshell white which accented the traditional Japanese-styles flooring. I stood in the doorway in awe.
No way! This is amazing! Compared to the trashy room I've been living in for the last few years, this is HEAVEN! I thought just as another wave of sharp pain pierced my temples. Yeah, but I need to sleep. Then everything will be back to normal. Great.
I walked over to the bunk bed and slowly climbed up the ladder and snuggled into the covers.
Goodbye best life. It's been amazing. I thought as tears started to stream down my face. I started to fully comprehend what will happen when I fall asleep in this dream. I will never be back here. I will never know the luxury of having a spacious room with a bunk bed and a window that doesn't have metal bars protecting the glass. I will never see my precious brothers again. I won't see their smiles, I can't hear their laughs. I won't be able to see Artemis relaxed and happy. I won't be able to enjoy her cooking. It's all going to disappear.
Goodbye. I thought as I dreadfully closed my eyes, expecting to be waking up in a field of grass.
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