one for one || Hunter Sylvester

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3rd pov

at (Y/N)'s

(Y/N) woke up at about 9 am and unmuted herself as she went on her phone.

Y: Hunter? Are you awake?

She found her morning voice quite nice, so she didn't mind it much.

H: Yeah. Been awake for a little.

His voice startled her a little but it made her smile. He sounded like he woke up not too long ago, his voice a little raspy too.

Y: And how long is a little?

H: Maybe 10 minutes? I don't know.

Y: Good. I'm gonna take a piss I'll be back in a bit.

Putting down her phone on her bed, she stood up, shivering as her feet touched the cold floor. Looking for slides, she saw herself in the mirror. She still has her make up on, making her sigh as she walked to the black slides by her desk and open her door. Glancing at the pictures on her door, she smiled as she saw Slash from Guns N' Roses looking back at her.

(Y/N) walked into her bathroom which was right beside her room and locked the door, even though her father didn't even use that bathroom and he was probably at work anyways.

After finishing her business, she washed her hands, took off her makeup and washed her face. Drying her hands and staring in the mirror for maybe twenty seconds, she walked back into her room and snuggled into her warm bed.

Y: How are you?

H: I'm good, what about you? Did you sleep well?

Y: Yeah, actually. I had a great dream.

She dreamed of someone special. By the second, she was falling harder and harder for him.

H: What was it about?

Y: Oh ya know, I've always had dreams about being famous, being in a huge band in the 80s and hang out with Mötley Crüe and Ozzy Osbourne and shit and I met Slash in my dream.

That wasn't entirely a lie. It was indeed her biggest dream, but she left another dream out.

H: Ou damn. I dreamt of some raccoon following me home. (I acc dreamt that once)

Y: Huh?

H: Yeah I was walking home from somewhere and then I turned around and saw a raccoon behind me but like I couldn't entirely see it 'cause my vision was blurry and I kept blinking.

(Y/N) snorted as she stood up again and walked into the kitchen.

Y: Should I make iced coffee or like...

H: Yeah I guess. I'm gonna make myself... whatever I find.

(Y/N) heard Hunter groan as he sat up and and grab his crutches.

Y: Do you know how long your leg will take?

H: Maybe four months or something. This sucks, I can't even scratch my leg when it itches.

(Y/N) made her coffee and sent him a picture. The coffee was in a jar, which had a silver skull on it. Nearly drinking the whole coffee the minute she was back in her room, (Y/N) and Hunter had switched to FaceTime. Hunter saw all the pictures on her wall, so he asked her for a tour.

"This whole part is Guns N' Roses, mostly Slash and Duff. I have a few pictures of Tommy Lee and Vince there and I think I put up Kirk And Jason somewhere around there. I have pics of Cliff near my bed", (Y/N) told him, showing every single picture on her wall as she talked.

"Who's that?", Hunter asked, seeing a photo of her with three other people he didn't know.

"Oh... uhm that's an old picture with my old band. I didn't throw it away yet. Wait, I have an idea."

(Y/N) put down her phone on a table, ripped the picture of the wall and took her lighter from beside a candle, slowly burning everyone's faces of, except for her's of course. After all of the faces were gone, she took the tablet she used for incense most of the time and placed the picture on top of it after cutting out herself.

Her eyes watched the picture burn, while she listened to Hunter's voice as he told her something. After the picture was burnt, (Y/N) stood up with her part of the picture and put it on the desk.

"Well, that helped me", she sighed as she grabbed her phone and plopped onto her bed, pulling her blanket over her.

The two of them talked for a while until (Y/N) switched off her camera at about 7:24pm, because she had to take a shower and she didn't want to hang up but they didn't talk while she showered anyways, Hunter found it a little awkward but (Y/N) couldn't care less.

As she let her hair dry, they switched back to FaceTime while the both of them were on their phones and sometimes sent each other links but for some reason (Y/N) started feeling a little sad. She had no reason to though, she was on the phone with Hunter and they were in the phone since yesterday but she couldn't refrain from frowning and turning in her bed.

"Hey, Hunter, I need to go", (Y/N) told him quietly.

"What? Why?"

"I don't feel good. We can call when I feel better though."

"'Kay, text me, okay?"

"Yeah, bye."

"Bye", Hunter sounded a bit disappointed but he couldn't do anything.

(Y/N) switched off her phone, staring at the dark ceiling, the room being too dark to see any of the posters on her wall.

'Why am I like this? I have nothing to be sad about and I have friends, who like me, right? God, they probably don't even like me. The way they look at me, they hate me. They think I'm annoying'

(Y/N)'s mind started filling with negative thoughts, thoughts she hasn't had for a long time. She frowned as she covered her eyes with her hand as tears ran down onto her pillow.

The house filled with quiet sobbing you could hear through her door. She gasped for air, every once in a while but continued crying her eyes out not even a minute later. She couldn't describe how she felt, it was just pain.

With a headache, (Y/N) started to calm a bit down, tears still running down the sides of her face. Grabbing her phone, she saw a text from Hunter.

Hunter🤭: Are you okay?

Clicking on the message, which lead her to their chat, she sighed. She didn't know what to say, she couldn't tell the truth because things could get complicated but he'd obviously not believe her if she said yes, if he asked so she just turned off her phone again.

By the time she had calmed down it was late already so she decided to just go to bed, tired from the crying. As she let out quite loud breaths, due to her nose being stuffy, she snuggled deeper into her blanket.