DISCONTINUED - Promise // Ray X Reader

2 | Truth

Last night I basically pulled an all nighter, constantly awaking from the horrors in my dreams that felt so real, so familliar. It started off as me passing through the gates from my old orphanage located in Glory Bell, going deeper and deeper. The gateway felt closed and dark, I would often pass red flowers on the ground. But near the end I would come upon a creature of some sort, and I would turn around, only to find the exit of the gate had disappeared. Every time I had fallen back asleep, the same thing would occur. Once in the night, Hikaru had appeared in my dream, familiar red flower pierced through his heart as he spoke to me.

"(Y/N), why didn't you save me? I thought you loved me." His voice spoke within the dream, sending shivers down my spine. He could only stare at me from the grasp of the monster, as I shuddered and cried. In this dream I could not yell, I couldn't even let out a squeak. The guilt ate me up as the creature walked closer. I guess it was one of those dreams that you couldn't move or run either. I could only stare and watch as the monsters free hand held out a white flower, as it slowly reached closer to me, piercing my heart.

I shot up straight from my bed, my bangs sticking to my face from sweat. My breathing was irregular and rapid, and my hands trembled as I looked around, sighing with relief as I noticed the children in the room sleeping peacefully. For a second I was confused as to why I didn't see my siblings I had once been with at Glory Bell, but memories of yesterday flooded my mind. I then slipped out of bed, putting on my slippers, I was heading to the bathroom to wash my face off and hopefully get back in bed to sleep. But as I walked out the room and took a look at the clock, I knew there was no use going back to sleep if it was already 5:00 in the morning.

As I trudged my tired body to the bathroom, I noticed the doors to the library wasn't all the way shut, which was odd as I was the one who had closed them as I was heading off to bed the night previously. I headed into the bathroom, splashing cool water onto my face, as my mind wandered about my dream. It felt so real, and I knew dreams couldn't just come like that out of no where, dreams came from the subconscious mind, but it's a fear I had never had before until now. As I pondered more, letting the water run as my hands gripped the sides of the sink, I would get small shards and glimpses of Hikaru's adoption day, the night were I had ran to the gate. Small glimpses of being brought back to the house, but the more I tried to think what happened in between those two memories the more my head began to throb.

I only hoped the medication Mama said, would stop the headaches, would work, because it felt like the opposite was happening. My memories were coming back, and the headaches felt worse with each passing moment. I turned off the faucet and decided to feed into my curiosity, heading over to the library silently as I went inside the room to see if my curiosity was just paranoia. As I entered yet into this room it felt the same as yesterday. Entering the library and stumbling into Ray yet again, although this time when I entered, it was intentional.

He looked up at me, confused, and probably wondering why I was so up early in the day, I only waved at him, not bothering to smile at him, I supposed I was being petty and matching his energy, but I walked past him and began running my fingers lightly across the book spines, my back facing him. I closed my eyes, stoping randomly at a book and pulling it out of the shelves, a book about sewing, and soon another memory had popped up into my head. At Glory Bell I would always patch up rips in my past siblings stuffed animals, or if there was a hole at the seams of their clothing. I would learn to do so faster than Mama Clementine at one point, the student surpassing the teacher.

As I took a seat at another table in the library, faced away from Ray and faced the window, sometimes I could feel his eyes burning in the back of my head, and it was starting to feel uncomfortable. I would often doze off, but then that odd feeling would enter my body as if I were being watched, and that's usually only a feeling I had felt when I played hide-and-seek during Glory Bell. It felt like everything around me unlocked a new memory, and though it was relieving to get something I had once lost back, the headaches would come back if I tried to force myself to remember anything more, the pressure so immense my head could just explode.