𝓕𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓶𝓮... (𝕮𝖆𝖑𝖆𝖒𝖎𝖙𝖞 𝕿𝖗𝖎𝖔 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗)

What'd I Miss?

wassup, broskies? this poor excuse for a writer is back and about to make some chaotic chapters aha

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It was dark, nothing but pitch black except the orange stars dancing despite the nightmarish atmosphere.

Distorted, raspy whispering played out, softly.

What was happening?

Am I dead?

Where's Anne?

(Y/n) shot up from the slightly stained couch. Cold sweat rolling down her back, and eyes wide. The fwagon shook, it was still moving. Her heart and mind still raced with blood and thoughts. She gripped her shaggy hair, tugging on it hard and still breathing heavily. She was in a whirlpool of emotion at the moment, fear, anxiety, paranoia, anger. 

She was angry with herself, mainly because she couldn't remember anything from the past day. Or week?

Or month??

Her stomach did flips.

How long has she been out?

Strangely, she wasn't wearing a shirt. Just a bra and some pajama shorts which she prayed had been clean. her eyes darted to her abdomen. 

Surprisingly, there was a dark pink scar in the shape of the point of a sword.

It healed.

and Sasha...

...

Her memories flooded back to her like a tsunami.

(Y/n) jumped as the hatch from the ceiling of the fwagon burst open. A mop-looking head popped in.

She hyperventilated even more. It was Anne.

For a brief, awkward moment, the two young teens stared at one another. As if they'd never seen each other before in their entire life.

For a second, (Y/n) was scared that maybe, just maybe, Anne had already forgotten about her and continued her life as if she never existed. She wouldn't have blamed her, she had no idea how long she's been in a coma.

(Y/n) expected Anne to burst out yelling at her for being a reckless idiot, that they were done, and she didn't anything more to do with her. (Y/n) braced herself for an earful.

Instead, Anne smiled softly. The same signature, innocent soft smile. 

(Y/n)'s heart felt like it was floated up into her throat. It was like she was falling in love for the second time. Or fourth?

Warm tears dripped down Anne's cheeks which left (Y/n) looking like a confused little puppy.

(Y/n) tilted her head, "Why are you crying?" she asked, softly. She had the same sleepyhead voice as all the other times she woke up to the sight of Anne.

Anne rushed towards her and practically buried her face into her neck.

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Anne's POV

She's awake.

She's finally awake!

I continued hugging her, not ever wanting to let go. She scared me half to death. I would have yelled at her for being so reckless if it weren't for her being so dang cute when she wakes up.

"You jerk! Why would you scare me like that?!" My voice cracked as more tears burst out my eyes.

"How long have I been out?" She asked.

"Bout' a week," I said, wiping my tears.

"Damn... Anne, I am so, so-" (Y/n) was cut off by my lips crashing on to hers.

It's been so long since I kissed her.

Well, only a week but I felt like I was gonna go crazy!

It felt so good...

She pulled back and tried to speak again.

"Shut up and kiss me, bitch" I barked. (JOKE SHE DIDN'T ACTUALLY SAY THAT)

I kissed her again but this time, she just went with it and kissed back. 

"So," I pulled back. "Mind telling me how the chocolate fudge did you manifest the power of Thor to electrocute a dusty old computer??" I asked.

She opened her mouth to speak but hesitated, "I-i don't know... It just ... kinda happened..."

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