Maybe, Probably (Roy X reader)

W-what's today??

Y/n's POV 
Warning: Mentions of suffocation, freezing, car related trauma, night terrors

Saturday March 14
Sooo.. turns out avoiding school and home didn't get us out of trouble. School still took notice and e-mailed our parents. I am being grounded for 2 WEEKS because I ran out of school. I smuggled my phone into my room without my mom noticing and texted the group chat.

You: Guysssssss
RoynaldMcDoynald: waht.
You: Well you responded fast ;)
RoynaldMcDoynald: What the fuck..
You: hahahahhaahah
RoynaldMcDoynald: What is wrong with you?
You: Quite a few things, good sir.
SpongeRob: Guys bequiet for a sec. Gotta turn my notifications down. I got grounded.
You: Same ;-;
Smoothie: WHAT?!
You: Yup. I got two weeks. Wbu Robert?
SpongeRob: I got 3, man ;-;
You: damn. sorry dude
RoynaldMcDoynald: How is Ross?
You: Still asleep. Doesn't look much better
RoynaldMcDoynald: Fuck
SpongeRob: But he's not any worse either!
Smoothie: I guess so.
RoynaldMcDoynald: So you 2 got grounded?
You: Yup ;-;
RoynaldMcDoynald: Shit. Probs shouldn't have texted you 2 during school. We coulda gotten the book afterwards.
You: Aw, but I needed to be there to wipe your little tears ;)
RoynaldMcDoynald: First: wtf. Second: Again with the little thing? first my height then my tears, what will you be calling small next?!
RoynaldMcDoynald: Don't answer that.
You: (͠≖ ͜ʖ͠≖)👌
RoynaldMcDoynald: Stop
You: alright alright. I'll stop
You: Oh and also, I think you got me sick, you little moldy kidney bean! My throat and back hurt. ;-;
Smoothie: Ayo?
RoynaldMcDoynald: STOP
You: Dude. Too far.
Smoothie: Seriously?
You: Yes. That hurt my feelings.
Smoothie: What were you saying about being sick?
You: RoynaldMcDoynald infected me with a virus
Smoothie: RoynaldMcDoynald??!!
RoynaldMcDoynald: fuck they changed my name again.
Smoothie: Can I order a large fry please
RoynaldMcDoynald: Fuck you
Smoothie: Can I talk to your manager? This is terrible customer service.
RoynaldMcDoynald: No
Smoothie: Fine. You've  lost me as a customer.
You: Shit. Mom's coming gtg
Smoothie: Good luck

"How are you feeling, sweetie?" My mom knocked on the door. 
I scrambled to hide my phone under my pillow.
"I'm fine, mom! Just a little under the weather I think!" I shouted so she could hear me.
That hurt my throat more and I coughed.
"Oh dear. You sound like you have a cough. Where could that have come from? Ah well, I'll get you some cough syrup and tea, ok? Get some rest!" My mom called back.
"Thanks!" I said with a raspy voice as my mom hurried down the stairs.
I was definitely sick.

You: Fuck you Roynald. You got me sick! My throat hurts a lot ;-;
You: I think it was your tears. They were infected or something and they got on my shirt.
Smoothie: Roy's tears were on your shirt? ;)
You: Not now Susie. The adults are talking
Smoothie: Wow
RonaldMcDoynald: Sorry I was sleeping, cuz, y'know, I'm sick. What did I miss?
You: How dare you get rest and try to recover in a swift healthy way.
RoynaldMcDoynald: I know. I'm so awful
You: It's fine. Catching a cold was worth it.
You: Roy?
Smoothie: He died
RoynaldMcDoynald: No you just put me to sleep with your sappyness 
You: Riiight ok.
RoynaldMcDoynald: Whatever
You: Mom is coming back y'all bye

"Here is your tea. Drink this cough syrup and drink it fast. It tastes terrible." Said Mom. She handed me a cup of my favorite hot tea and a dose of awful smelling medicine. 
"That stuff will make you sleepy by the way. You should get some rest anyway." Said Mom as she walked to the door.
"Thanks mom. I love you." I said,
"I love you, too, Y/n. Let's hope you get better soon." she responded.
I drank the medicine after mom left and I nearly gagged. This shit tasted awful! I sipped some tea to try to get the taste out of my mouth. 
Mom was right, the stuff made you sleepy. Within minutes I felt like I couldn't hold my eyes open any longer. I set my tea on my bedside table and settled in for a nap. 

I blinked awake.  I was laying on a patch of grass in a dark void. I sat up slowly and looked around. It was cold. I wanted to say "where the hell am I?" but I couldn't speak. I rubbed my arms and shivered. I couldn't see anything around me, just darkness. It was oddly peaceful. I sighed as my heartbeat calmed down. My eyes closed and the temperature changed. When I opened my eyes again I was in the cursed house, except this time I didn't have a light with me. I could barely see anything around me. I heard loud footsteps behind me and I began to run away from them. I kept tripping on loose floorboards or my own feet because I couldn't see. Somehow I was going impossibly too slow even though I was running as fast as I could. I tripped again and cried out in pain. I had been teleported to a new place, this time the center of a quiet graveyard. I was still shaken up from the past 'vision'. I felt so tired and fell to my knees. It was even colder here. I held my arms and shivered as I rested on the sharp grass. I saw two silhouettes run past me. They paused for a second to look at me I think. Then the shorter one grabbed the taller one and they ran away. I slowly stood up. I had to find a way out of here. I started walking in a random direction but no matter how far I walked there was no end in sight. Also, as I walked, it got colder and colder until I was frozen in place. I tried desperately to move but my feet were stuck to the ground. Soon the rest of my body was entirely frozen. I closed my eyes tightly, the only things left unfrozen. 
I dropped to the ground, but this time it was smooth wood. I opened my eyes to see that I was in Roy's closet, but Roy wasn't there. The only things in the closet were me and the little book. Something tempted me to open it. I picked it up and flipped to the first page. There was one sentence in the middle of the page. You are ok. What was that supposed to mean? I didn't feel ok. I pulled my knees up to my chest and hugged them. At least it wasn't freezing in here. I was transported to another place. This time in a car. I was younger this time. I knew I was 7. I was sitting in the backseat of my family's car, my dad was driving and my mom was asleep in the passenger seat. Looking out the windows I saw it was sunset. We were driving on a highway near the ocean. I remembered where we were. We were driving to the hospital. My mind filled with dread as the memory came back to me.
"Are you excited to meet your new brother or sister, Y/n?" Said dad as we turned a corner.
"S-stop the car. Please!" I beg quietly.
"Are you excited to meet your new brother or sister, Y/n?" Said dad as we turned a corner. I gripped the car seat and looked around. We had jumped back in time. We had jumped back in time?
"No!" I shouted.
"Are you excited to meet your new brother or sister, Y/n?" My father repeated. My breathing quickened and my heart raced. What was going on? Why am I trapped here?
"Stop! Please!" I shouted.
"Are you excited to meet your new brother or sister, Y/n?" My father said once again.
"YES!" I shouted in desperation.
"Ha ha ha. That's good. I am, too. Do you want to hear what names we picked out?" He asked. I knew what was coming. 
"Stop.." I said quietly.
"Do you want to hear what names we picked out?" He asked again. I appeared that I had to recite this memory to move on to the next part. 
"Sure." I said, giving up.
"Well, we're thinking Sam if it's a boy and Skylar if it's a girl." Said dad cheerily. I remembered what I said in that moment.
"I.. I hope it's a girl." I said.
"Oh? Why's that?" dad asked.
"Because.. Because girls are less annoying than boys." I replied.
"Ha ha ha! I won't argue with that one! But no matter what the baby is, we will love them anyway, right?" dad turned the wheel. The last line was mine.
"Yes.. unless it's a serial killer." I said. I scrunched my eyes tight and gripped the car seat. 
Dad lost control of the wheel and the car swerved on the road. We took a nose dive off the side of the road toward the cliff and over the edge.