Graveyard. (Aiden x male reader)

16

Y/n's POV

I wake up, still by the tree. It's confusing, but hey, it's fine. What day is it? It's quiet. And it feels like there's something on my chest.

I look down to see nothing. Nothing was there. But it felt like something is laying on my chest.

Whatever, it's fine. The baby phantom is still here. And they seem to be happy about something. Eh, as long as we don't die, I won't question it.

So, now off we go. "How do you do? You like me and I like you. So take me by the hand. I wanna be your friend." Now why do songs get stuck in my head? I don't fucking know.

What else do I not know? How to get back to the others, where I am, and the answers to the universe. Things I wish I had the answers to right now, but don't. Why don't I have those answers? I don't know. Truly unfair.

I turn to look at the baby phantom.

"Any ideas on what to do?" I ask, my voice full of hope. The baby phantom just stared back at me. They clearly were head empty right now. Kinda the opposite of me, my thoughts are overflowing right now.

Suddenly, I start to feel random touches. Especially in my hair, like someone's running their hands through it. On top of that, there have been a random feeling that someone's putting their hand to my forehead. Overall, it was weird. But nonetheless, I ignored it and moved on.

And then the touches got more frequent. And more frequent. It wasn't until I made it back to camp that the touches were starting to piss me the fuck off.

"I swear, the spirits who are touching me will face my wrath!" I then sit down next to a tree in the camp. Where is everyone? It's just me and the baby phantom here.

Oh well, seems like they won't be seeing the baby phantom quiet yet. Wait, when I wake up, what will happen to the baby phantom? I'll need to explain this shit to them.

"Hey, little guy.." I turned and looked at the little one. "I need to explain something to you."

———

"And that's what'll happen. Ok?" The baby phantom just tilts their head again. "I'll just take that as a yes." Explaining to a baby that you might just disappear is really hard to do. Scratch that, explaining anything to anyone is hard to do. Especially if it's math. Math's a bitch.

And guess what else is a bitch?

The fucking spirits touching me. I will call death upon thee for this unwanted touching.

It was like Chris was taking care of me while I was sick all over again. But I'm not sick and it isn't comfortable.

Speaking of Chris...

"They're still not back." It's starting to worry me. Where are they? What's taking them so long? On top of that, where are all of the other phantoms? All of it confused me. All of it did. The only phantom here is the baby. Speaking of the baby phantom, where are they're parents? Do baby phantoms just spawn? It all confused me.

Another thing that confuses me is the albino phantom. For one thing, why does all the other phantom's listen to it. Another thing, is there a grey phantom? If so, how many shades of grey?

So many questions, so many left unanswered. Just like the touching, that suspiciously stopped. I guess we'll never know the answers.

"Hey, should we go find something to do?" I ask the baby phantom as I stand up. Suddenly everything starts spinning. My head hurts. It felt like I was being pulled somewhere. What was happening now?

———

I almost fell out of bed. I was in my room again. My head was pounding. Oh what the fuck.

I slowly stumbled out of my room and down the hall into the kitchen. It's ten am.

It's ten am.

Ten am.

I shouldn't have been in the phantom world that long.

What is this?

What happened?

Is that why no body came back? They all woke up? I guess some questions do get answers.

But that leads to a new question, why didn't I wake up? Was it the hell pit? But I woke up when I fell in. Was it because I had the baby phantom? I doubt it. Was it because I was in the blue zone of insanity where clearly other people went insane? Maybe. But I won't be for certain that it's why. Maybe it's a weird glitch? Maybe the phantom world is the true world?

I don't know. But what I do know is, I don't have to go to school today. So I have the full day to ponder this shit. At least until Chris and Peri get home.

Should I contact people? Should I say hi or ask? I kinda don't want to. Contacting people and having to figure this out now is starting to feel like a future me's problem.

So I'll just go back to my room, lay in bed, and just exist. Maybe read fanfics. Maybe just scroll through social media. Maybe I'll grow the courage to text mom again. Just to see how she's doing. That is unless she has me blocked. I don't know. I wouldn't blame her.

But that doesn't matter. What matters is that I just get in bed and exist. All my problems can wait. All those problems are for future me, not me right now.

Anyways, let's stop thinking depressing shit.

Those fanfics are waiting.

???'s POV

How the hell did he not notice that his hair is more blue now? I swear to god, Y/n is the most stupid person I'll ever see compared to myself. And honestly, I can't tell who's more stupid. But hey, at least I have Jolly Ranchers.

A/n
It's becoming tradition for me to just spawn in at random times to post a chapter. And it happened because I myself came to read depressing fanfics. Also, this fanfic doesn't at all run with the plot of the actual school bus graveyard storyline- I haven't caught up on it and I'm just doing my own thing here. Also, someone please give me names for the baby phantom. I beg of thee, or I'll have to scroll through the baby name websites again, like I did for half of these characters-
And I'm out! Gotta go read fanfics myself!
Goodnight/morning/afternoon/evening to all!
(Also, this might be the first chapter I'm writing while actually being fully awake-)