Fool me once, On the battle front | An OC in the MCYT world

Yonder memories (12)

Despite the name, there are no TWs here! Just sadness. I hope you enjoy nonetheless!

Something else is mentioned though, but not fully explained, so here's a full Google definition!

Schizophrenia :
Definition - a serious mental breakdown of a type involving a breakdown in the relation between thought, emotion and behaviour, leading to faulty perception, inappropriate actions and feelings, withdrawal from reality and personal relationships into fantasy and delusion, and a sense of mental fragmation.

(Wow that was long. I hope you enjoy the chapter. It's very depressing, so angst :D)

It was around 2am when I finally finished my last castle wall interior. This had taken around 6-7 hours to both gather supplies, and build up the insides, and I was very pleased with the result.

Scar had stopped by partway through, and we had chatted for a little while. The reasons Scar actually came here can actually get a whole list, so here:

A) His chat wanted to see the castle,
B) He needed 100 diamonds to pay Pearl,
C) He wanted to know why I'd been avoiding server interactions if Alex was involved in them,
D) He was finally paying me the two netherite he owed me from before I was in a coma, which I'm genuinely surprised that both of us remembered about.

"C" was the question I didn't really want to answer, seeing as I didn't really want to talk about mine and Alex's past together

Everyone in the Hermitcraft community annoyingly felt happy, or excited that Alex was on Hermitcraft. But all I felt was anger at the future that he'd thrown away.

I sighed, logging out of my computer, and walking over to the window. At least I'd finally found a benefit to living in the middle of a city. The view from my bedroom window was bright, and beautiful, and it helped me to calm my nerves.

I ran my hand along the walls of my room, as I walked into my kitchen to grab something to eat. I ended up grabbing some bread and butter (my leftover lunch from earlier), but after a few bites I put it back into the bag, I wasn't hungry anymore.

Alex.

I went and lied on my bed, and stared at the ceiling, as everything Alex had done to me started coming back to me. His "mistakes", his lies, his problems he caused, all apparently "because of me".

My eyes began to close, but not before my phone lit up, taking me away from my sleep. That was the fifth time I'd been woken from my sleep in the last few months! Sixth time now though, maybe? I'd lost count.

I picked up my phone, and I saw it was a discord message from Scarlett. I checked the time, and could barely care when I saw that it was 4am. I didn't care any less when I remembered about the bowling I had planned again with the group. I was too focused on the message.

The first message read "urgent" and so I immediately logged onto discord from my phone, and hurriedly clicked onto Scarlett's discord profile, and started messaging.

Scarlett (The Pride Fairy)

URGENT
WE HAVE TWO WEEKS UNTIL
TUBNET CRAFTMASTER LIVE

Yeah? What about it?
Also it's 4am
Get the fuck to bed

No <3
We got the team invite for Twitchcon
But you were still in a coma
I completely forgot to tell you
Also
You didn't tell me you were hosting?