After a day of fun, worry, and trauma, sleep is needed. Surprisingly so, no nightmares occurred. The night was restless yes, tossing and turning, attempting to get comfortable, but no unwanted visions occurred, everything was just black.
Bright light hit my eyes, alerting my brain that it was time to wake up. I look around a bit and then stretched. I was under my covers, weird, I don't remember climbing into my bed last night. I grab my phone noticing the time, 10:34. Not too bad. I got up throwing on some different clothes that were more comfortable and clean. It was just a basic hoodie and sweats. I walked to the bathroom and my daze started to clear up. I remembered how fun yet terrifying yesterday was, with flashes of amazing and horrible moments in my mind. I feel my breath hitch, getting caught in the moment, the shots. I wipe the moment away again like I have to do every time. I clean up and take a quick shower. After that, I go into my room and lay back on my bed scrolling on my phone. At 11:47 I get off my bed and head downstairs. I groggily bounce down and see Phil on the couch, "Good morning! Did you have fun last night?" He asks with cheer.
"Yeah, it was crazy," I say happily, hiding my terrors. He smiles.
"That's great! I made some pancakes. They are on the counter if you want any," He says and looks back at his book. I nod and walk to the kitchen. I grab two pancakes. I set them on my plate and look at the sticky sauce: Syrup. I don't even touch it. I keep my pancakes clean and plain. I eat both and then throw away my paper plate. I hop back up the stairs and slide back into my room. I hop onto discord and Minecraft. Seeing Eryn and Freddie playing on our server. I hop in.
"Hello!" I yell and Eryn yells. Freddie and I die of laughter.
"Hi! Eryn is streaming the server!" Freddie announces.
"Oh! Cool! I am y/n! Hi, chat!" I say happily and we giggle and continue to play on the server. We build cool buildings and go hunting for better materials. Freddie dies to a skeleton, in great humor, and loses most of his stuff. We play for 2 hours before we head off. I just laugh in the VC for a few extra minutes after the end of the stream.
"Did you have fun yesterday?" Eryn says with a pop in his voice.
"Of course I did! That was so much fun," I say with cheer, "Did you?"
"Yes, I did as well. I love roller coasters."
"Now I do too," laughter races between us.
"Well, I've got to go. Talk to you at school tomorrow."
"Yes yes. Talk to you soon," And with that, the call ended and I went on with my day, the frightening thoughts gnawing at my mind. I breathe in and out slowly. I lean backward in my chair and let myself cool down. I block out Tommy's screaming in the other room and that's it. I decided I should get some fresh air to clear my head. I walk and notice Phil's door is shut. That means he is in there and wants no distractions because he is doing something important or secret. I continue walking until I am out the door. I know I am just going to be out for a minute but then a thought clicks in my mind, what if I get hurt? For safety, I shoot Techno a quick text. I tell him I am going to the park for some fresh air and I will be back in 10 minutes. Also mentioning that I would've told Phil but he is doing something important in his room. Techno shoots back an okay and that he will tell dad. I continue walking to the closed park and sit on a bench. I let the air glide around me and send a few shivers up my back. I let the sun pierce rays through my body. I just breathe slowly and keep my eyes shut enjoying the cool air. I sit there for a few minutes until I feel someone's presence, confused, I open my eyes. I see an old woman.
"Hey darling, are you okay?" The elderly voice communicates.
"Yes, I was just getting some fresh air," I say quietly and softly, nervously clenching my hands.
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A Sleepy Girl-Sleepybois au
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