Episode 9

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Y/N's POV


"I'm sorry."

"Huh? Sorry for what?" 

"For letting you get hurt. I should've done better."

He was... apologizing? I don't know why it burned my heart to see his smile fade. 

"Don't apologize. It wasn't your fault."

And without another moment, he pulled me into a tight hug. "I'm so sorry, [Y/N]." He repeated as he nuzzled his face into my neck. "Hey, you idiot, I said it was alright. It wasn't your fault, it was that phantom." I assured him, slowly tried to wiggle my way out of his grasp.

Once I got out of his reach, things just got so awkward with him. So I just said goodbye and went home.

When I got home, I called out to Dad. "Hey, Dad, I'm home." But there was no response. Then I remember he had just gotten a promotion, so his work would take longer now. I sighed before grabbing some chips from the pantry and going to my room.

I flopped down onto my bed, thinking about stuff in general. I don't know when my thoughts drifted off to Aiden, but.. they were nice. I thought back to everything he ever said. I didn't realize how hot it was, but when I went to check the thermostat, it was 75 F (23.8 C). Which was pretty cold. And why couldn't I get my mind off these stupid thoughts! It was so frustrating.

I fell back onto my bed, thinking of all my 'friends'. However, when I thought of Aiden again, I felt my heart beat quicken, and my face go red. Ugh. Why did I act like this whenever I think of that asshole?!

To take my mind off things, I went to my bag and grabbed my medicine, gulping down 5 instead of 2, to make up for the two weeks I missed. However, I don't think that was a good idea, because I felt my head get lightheaded, and my vision blurry. It somehow became harder to breath, and I ended up dropping the bottle of pills, trying to grab onto something.

Phone. Phone. I needed to get my phone, which was on my bed. On a countdown of 5, I threw myself in the direction of the bed, leaving my hands out to see if I could grab anything. I somehow did. A small rectangular object. My phone! I immediately opened it through Face ID, and clicked the first contact that was there. Using my other hand, I desperately tried to grab something to keep me from falling. When I heard the line connect, I gasped out a quick sentence.

"H- hi.. whoever... this is.. come." I said. All the contacts in my phone were people who knew my address, so whoever I was calling would know. I didn't have time to answer whatever question they had. I just hoped they would come. Fuck, why did I take an overdose? I should've just stuck with the regular amount. How could I have been so stupid?! 

The last thing I heard was footsteps before I blacked out.

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I woke up in an unfamiliar place. Looking around, I saw a familiar asshole. A familiar red eyes, blonde haired asshole. 

"Looks like my angel woke up." Aiden said. He was sitting on a chair, with Ben on the couch next to him.

"Ugh.. where the hell am I, Pomeranian?" I said. Now I had to deal with two types of pain. My stupid neck, and my head throbbing like it was bashed against a wall for a minute. 

"Do you not remember? You called me. You said something like 'come help me.' So I came." He said, though I knew he was twisting my words. "Why'd you even need help anyways?"

I didn't want to answer that. I didn't want to say the stupid truth. 'Oh, simply I had a prescription drug overdose.' What kind of bullshit is that? So I told him a lie. "I accidentally slipped and hit my head." It was a quick lie, but the golden retriever boy in front of me didn't seem to buy it. "That's a lie, [Y/N]. What's the truth?"

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