Vance hopper X !Male! reader

Chapter 12

A/N: HEY everyone sorry for not uploading. MY bithay was on the 3rd and stuff. Plus I ended up in the hospital on the same day. Sorry for any spelling mistakes this phone is new and stuff.

The fog was thick and hard to see through. You coughed and held out your hand. Hoping that he'd grab it. That anyone would help you. Your foot sank through the floor like quicksand. Your heart pace quickened. Tears welled up in your eyes. A black gloved hand gripped your hair and you looked back. That masked face haunted you. He held onto you by your hips. Picking you up as throwing you over his shoulder. But when he got to the van you woke up. You were home though. It felt off, everything did. You try to get off the bed but you're cuffed to it. A nurse walks in with a clipboard. You look around your room.

'No. No. No. No.

Please don't tell me. It can't be. Why. Why me' the room was padded. You cried at th realization. You had to come to terms with it. You were insane and everyone knew it. For days at a time you'd fall into fantasy worlds. The nurse jotted down things. She finished and the uncuffed you. You rub your wrist and sigh. "It happend again. Didn't it" you say numbly said. Emotion void from your face. "Yes. You need to take your medicine. You need to differentiate reality and fantasy" she pulled down her mask. She had soft pink lipstick on. She sat on your bed with you. "Your family visited today. They bought you some snacks and a new blanket. As well as a letter." She handed you the stuff.

She left you in the room. Alone with your thoughts. You couldn't help but cry a little. The man you thought you loved wasn't real. Simply a figment of your imagination. Nothing was real, not him. Not the grabber. Nothing. But you missed it, you missed holding his hand. You even missed the way he'd roll his eyes. You get out of bed and place the letter in a pile. All were left unopened. It was always the same thing. The same words the same people the same issues. You open the door to your room. It was cold outside. People looked at you, other patients as well as some doctors. A nurse walked up to you and handed you something. It was a pill and some water. You took your meds and walked around. Since you weren't new or deemed as dangerous they'd let you walk around. An arm grabbed you and smiled. It was griffin another boy in the hospital. From what you know he had some homicidal tendencies.

"Wow look who's up!" He smiles at you. For such a crazy dude he was always nice. He was sent here after almost killing his dad. He claims it was an accident and that he didn't do it. But their were cameras, fingerprints and other things. All of this was evidence enough I still would have actually happened. He'd have days where he'd kick and scream doctors and nurses just trying to get away. Then again at this point who wouldn't want to. The hospital was old dusty the food was Bland all around it was terrible. You also had another friend his name was Billy. He was a bit newer to the hospital than some of the other people but he was still somewhat old. He like to stay in the music room sometimes drifting to the art room. He wasn't much of a talker really but he did like to spend a lot of his time on his hair. The nurses say it's some sort of coping mechanism from what happened. From what you've gathered by eavesdropping he was in a fire. It wiped out a lot of his family and since he wasn't well known he was left an orphan. Sometimes he'd wave at you or not but very few times he'd actually say hi. But whenever he did his voice was gentle and soft like an angel from the heavens above. You look around to see if maybe the nurses had been lying. You search for the blonde haired man the one that you had thought you love for so long. But to no avail he wasn't there and it broke your heart. In your mind you repeatedly prayed that maybe this in itself was a dream. Some sick cruel dream a nightmare of some sort. That maybe the devil had decided to curse you. Or maybe you'd be able to see into the future as some sort of psychic as a gift from God. Anything, anything for you to actually be able to see him. To see him again in a dream or in another life was all you wanted. You sigh and walk to the cafeteria searching for food. You didn't even realize just how hungry you were until your stomach started grumbling. Griffin handed some food to you the group of foods he gave you consisted of an apple, a sandwich, and a lollipop he had found. He was always a generous Soul no matter what others would say. You sat down and ate still staring down at the table. You couldn't help but think back to Vance. Maybe in some other world or some other life you'd be able to see him again. In a dream or in a nightmare in anything. That's all you wanted. You couldn't want anything more in life than to see him again. To live in a world without love is to live in a world without him. And that's what's happening. You live in a void this world where you can barely feel anything. You were sent here for many reasons some you would never talk about. The most apparent one was the lack of empathy. Or the lack of emotion or expression in your face. It was hard sometimes to actually know what you were feeling. Half the time you'd mistake it as hunger or anger or anything else than what it truly was. But you knew this feeling well, the feeling deep down in your soul. That feeling that everything was a lie that nothing would change. That nothing would help or make you feel better. That's why a few months ago you finally did it. Well at least you tried to.