Ch 42 The secret message

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Kid Pov
I was jumping on the couch like a hyper up puppy. I mean, how else am I going to let out all my excitement for tomorrow. Jasper however was less pleased on my choice. " Kid can you please stop jumping on the couch like that." " But I need to let out my excitement somehow." " Can't you just run around the house for something. I don't want you too get hurt." " Relax Jasper, I used to do this all the time back at my old house." " Well this isn't your old home." " Well your not Y/N." He rolled his eyes.

" Well I still in charge of you it till dad, and Y/N get back." " Speaking of the two, why did the two have to go out?" " They just need to do something that's all." " Well I want to know, you guys normally tell me." " Look it doesn't matter. Just get off the couch." " Only if tell me, what the two are doing?" " Adam, I not liking this behavior. Get off the couch, or I will tell your mother this." " Fine." I stop jumping, and got when up to my room.

A few minutes later, I heard the font door open. I grab Phoebe, and rush to the top of stair. I could easily ease drop on there conversation from here. "Hey we're back" said Y/N. Her bag had some kind of folder sticking out. Jasper enter the room. " Were you two able to get the papers." " Yes we were." She pull out the folder, and showed it to Jasper. Unfortunately, I couldn't read it from here. But whatever the news was; Jasper sure seems happy it. " When are you going to show it?" " I was thinking after school tomorrow. As long as nothing happens that is." After school? " But I don't know, is it too soon to tell. I don't want to rush it." Rush it? " Come on sweet heart, if you think that this is the right thing to do. Then it is. You just got to trust yourself more. And if he not ready, the just be a little more patient." He? " Your right dad. I just nervous, tomorrow is a big day for the two of us." Big day? What could they be talking about? Jasper hand her back the folder. With that, I rush back to my room. What were they up to?
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I open my eyes to see me falling from the sky. I screamed for dear life. I close my eyes expecting to die. When suddenly I land in a pile of nuggets. I looked up from the pile of nuggets to see .... HIM. It was my demon. He was almost identical to me. With the only difference being his black color eyes, and blood stain clothing. But most of all, he had a sharp bloody knife. He snap his fingers. I fell again down a trap door. This time I landed in my old room. In font of me was a mirror. I looked at the mirror - I had puppet sting. I put a hand on my face. My body was slowly turning in to puppet. Inches by inches. Minute by minute. My reflection was then replaced by my demon self. I wanted to scream at him, and demand answers but no noise came out. I put a hand on to my mouth; it been sewn closed.

" Hello Adam, it's me. Your favorite inside demon." I was powerless, so I had no choice, but to listen. " Now I know you probably want to yell or attack me or whatever. But before you do, there something I must ask you." I rolled my eyes as he grim. " What are you going to do after your plan's tomorrow?" I frozen, I don't think about after the plan. "All your friends have some plan after tomorrow but you don't. Face it Kid, no matter where you go, or long it's been sent you broken the time loops. Your life will alway centered around the time loops. Whatever if you want it to or not." He faded away with the mirror reflection now show memories of the time loops. Tears flooding out as I wanted to scream.
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I woke up to find myself in bed. My heart was race, as tears fell down my face. I was shortness of breath as I try to gaps for air. I grab on to Phoebe tight. Tears fell on to her black fur. My mind kept wondering on the question the demon ask me. I played around with hands. Sweat pour down my face. Each minute making my heart, and breathing worst.
Y/N Pov
I was on a meet with my friends in my room. We hadn't chat for awhile, so it was nice to see each other again. " So how have things been on your guys end." " Well I think I might be getting a promotion soon" said Ashly. " Finally, you been working your head off for that job. You deserve a promotion or raise" said Kelly. " Thanks. How about you Kelly?" " Nothing much has happened yet. Things have been pretty quiet lately. Speaking of quiet, that kindergarten teacher job you got Y/N. Must keep your hands busy. You probably don't get a chance to rest." I couldn't help but laugh. If only they could know the truth about my job.

" Well let say me getting that job has change my life forever. Don't get me wrong, the kids there for the most part are very sweet, and make my job worth it. But there has been times where my mental health has been push."  " Really" questions Ashly. I let out a nod. " There are so many things that years of school could never teach. Things I could only learn from experience." I smile thinking about all the memories I made teaching. I smile even bigger think about how much I able help to them. Actually, I wonder what the kids that are under the school like? But that's seems like a question for a different day. Knock knock. " Who is it?" " It's me Adam." "Adam?" said the three of us.

He peak his head though a bit. " Who is Adam?" said Ashly. " Is he your boyfriend?" Said Kelly. " No he my son." " SON" they yell. " You have a son, sent when" Ashly said. " Well he not my son my blood. Legally I his foster mom." " Foster mom" they yell again. " How came you never told us?" Said Kelly. " I never got the time to." " Wait is this the reason why I you haven't been chatting with us" said Ashly. I nodded yes. Adam enter the room with Phoebe, and sat on my bed. " Is this a bad time?" " No it's not I was-" "  Y/N, you never mentioned how cute your son is. What's his name?" Interrupt Kelly

Kid Pov
I don't know who this person is. But I was already starting to hate her. For starters she interrupted mom. Second I don't like compliment about my looks. It makes me feel young, and I already have problems with dealing with my physically and mentally, and sure be age. Also I can speak; I not a baby. So why not ask me for my name. She seems like the type of person to give the baby treatment to kids like me. " The name is Adam. I six years old, so don't give me the baby treatment." " Adam don't be rude." " I not being rude. I just sticking up for myself." She let out a sigh. " I talk to you girls later." She turns off her computer. Guilt boiled up inside me.

" I sorry for that. Am I in-." " Your not in trouble for that." " I sorry if I interrupted you guys." She got off her chair, and sat next to me. " You don't need to say sorry for that." I curly in to a ball. She put a hand on my shoulder. " Is something wrong?" I sighed. " I had a nightmare, then after I woke. I had a anxiety attack." " Are you ok now?" " I am." I told her about the nightmare. " I just scared. I been waiting of this moment for so long now. That I don't even know, what I am going to do after.? What if something bad happens? Or I end up facing the time loop again?" I cry again.

Y/N POV
" shhhhhh, it's ok" I said calming him down. He dry up his tears with his shelve. " Thanks." " No need to thank me. You may not be my son by blood. But I still love you. I alway have love you Adam." " I love you to m- I mean Y/N." Was he about to say mom. Not he wouldn't - right? " Can I sleep with you?" With a cheerful smile I answered. " Of course, your going to need your sleep for tomorrow."

I put him on my lap, and song to him a lullaby. " Is this the same song you sing to Lily during the lockdown?" " It is, actually from a old music box my mother gave me. Sadly the box broken one day. It hasn't play in years." " Where it is" he ask in a more tried tone. "The parts are in a box below my bed. Why you ask?" Before he could answer, he fell a sleep. I gently put him under the covers with Phoebe.

A/N The next chapter is the one you been waiting for. The battle is finally here. This may or not may be a long chapter so get ready.

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