☀️Something's Wrong with Sunny Day Jack x Y/n L/n☀️

☀️A New Life, & Roommates☀️

Y/n: 'Have you've always been wanting to relive your childhood? Do things differently, be someone different, or be true to yourself? Don't get me wrong, I didn't have a bad childhood growing up plus I don't have to go through homework anymore while taxes are a pain sure but I can do things I couldn't as a kid like driving, have a job for my own money for buying my favorite things. Then one day someone whom I thought would never hurt me did badly but it led me to someone or should I say a duo of someone.' She thought while sleeping as her cell phone was vibrating on her nightstand non-stop.

???: "Hey... Y/n... Are you there? I was just calling to see how you're doing. You haven't answered any of my texts." A soft spoken and shy male voice spoke through the voice box as a shadow looms over Y/n gently stroking her h/l h/c hair while glaring towards the phone. "I--I know this is my fault. And you don't have to be okay! I wouldn't be in your shoes... But please, let me know you're okay? Still alive, at least?" The shadow flipped the message off but after a day or so it vibrated again around three am while Y/n was sleeping from a long day of filming. "It's me again. You're not posting online anymore or did you block me from all of your accounts, Are things okay? I literally can't tell. Y/n, please message me back when you have time, I can only see your face on the television in the show you play in as Sunny Day Jamie. You're smile is so beautiful but is work going okay? Are you eating well?" The males voice spoke up while Y/n rolled in her queen sized bed nuzzling up against a huge figure on her bed, as the figure held her close to their large frame keeping her warm and comfortable as she slept. "I miss you, I'm worried about you. Text me?" The voice asked while a week passed by and a TV screen showed Y/n dancing as Sunny Day Jamie with a few kids from her character's school house from the newly remodeled Cloudytown's playground while the cameras filmed her, and her phone went off in her trailer. "You remember when we were kids? You'd be the one to ask my mom if I could sleep over at your place... because I was too scared to do it myself... You'll never know how much that meant to me. How much you mean to me. I was the one that made that hard to believe, wasn't I? I'm going to fix us... But there's no us without you, and I need you... I'm sorry every day, and I'll be sorry every day of my life. I can't do it without you, Y/n. Answer me, please. If you can hear me... answer me... I love you..." A figure hanged up the young woman's phone after listening to it's voice mails just as Y/n walked into her trailer with a towel to clean off the sweat from today til the figure ran over towards Y/n and span her around making the young woman laugh happily, even as the figure was revealed to be Joseph Haberdae in his old Sunny Day Jack persona before booping his red painted nose against her own making Y/n smile.

Y/n: 'Nostalgic comforts, some never do last even if looks the same it never honestly is. So it's best to grow up and move on to better things, be strong enough so when things do change you don't lean onto then and you can support yourself... I won't lie that one of my old childish nostalgic reminders hurt me, he had hurt me so much and I had discarded anything that remained me about him from my life almost recklessly so at the start. It's now been a few months since that heartbreaking situation, then some crazy how I'm being haunted by the past, my past but things have been easier for me to manage when I started being haunted by the original Sunnytime Crew Show Leader: Sunny Day Jack aka Joseph Haberdae. How did this happen well.... It all started months back a few weeks when I was really depressed and broken, my bestie Shaun had to leave town to do work on some new horror films he directs. I told him I'd be okay without him then two weeks after that I saw a Sunny Day Jack plushie in the thrift shop plus I needed some newish clothes anyway since bout seventy-five percent of my lazy clothes were once my ex's...'

The new day's sun filled up her bedroom from the cracks in the blinds to show a s/c young woman snuggled deeply into her bed and blankets just sleeping away til a figure shadows itself over her before leaning down to only whisper in her ear.