Honest lie x male reader: "Does it matter if it's fake?"

day 3: mass destruction.

We had sat in the park for a while. How long? I couldn't tell you. It felt like an eternity but also just like a few minutes. For some reason, when I was clinging onto them, I felt safe. I felt like I was back at my house, laying comfortably in my somewhat homemade crappy bed. It was an amazing feeling. I wanted to go back, didn't I? Though I knew that there was no way of ever going back and fixing what I did. It's sad that I can't see anyone from that time ever again. Now all I want to do is just float infinitely in space without a rhyme or a way. I want to simply just exist without the problems. I don't want to feel sick just from simply thinking anymore. I want my brain to be pulled out of my body for good and put somewhere nobody will ever find it or bother it again, is that too much to ask for?

Day had eventually turned to night, and when I had awoken, my date was gone, out of my reach. My blood was spilling onto the floor from my mouth, leaking like a waterfall of a failing body that had been cut open on the surgery table. I felt so awake, yet at the same time, so dead. I could feel my heart beginning to slow down as my body's liquid kept flowing out. Everybody in the surrounding area was looking at me like I was some kind of freak. Something that didn't belong here. Although I couldn't see them, I could feel their visions crawling all over my body, looking at my horrible features. I started feeling around my chest and realized that there was a sword stuck inside of my chest, stabbing right through the middle of my rib cage with little error. I wrapped my hands tightly around the hilt of the blade and attempted to pull it out with little succession. I kept on tugging and tugging, until the visions on my body started getting louder. I could no longer feel what my own mind was thinking. I just wanted this to be over. I just...
...they pronounced me dead on the table at exactly midnight. The sword still stuck in my lifeless and eye-infested body. In order to keep my form preserved, they stabbed another long and sharp object into my head so I wouldn't struggle anymore. I couldn't see what it was though.

I had suddenly awoken back up in bed, but in a completely different looking place. Everything was so tidy, lots of picture of Honest Lie and their other friends were placed along the walls and tables in the surrounding area. I looked around for my one true love, but they were nowhere to be found. I went to the bathroom to wash my face and clear my mind a bit.
H: Maybe I am going crazy, again...
I said to myself, knowing full well that this also could've been another past memory on replay or some kind of dream.
H: Whatever this is, I shouldn't just stand around and do nothing. I need to learn to live my life--
My phone started buzzing, an unknown number was calling me. I pulled out my phone and picked up the call.
H: Hello? Who is this?
Y: Are you ready for our date, or what?!