Death The Kid X Reader ~{My FIRST FANFIC!!!! *fangirl squee!*}~

What the hell!?

The next morning I awoke to a weighted object hitting my head. Pain flooded through my skull, bouncing quicker and quicker off of the front back and sides, making it throb with intensifying rage. The pain didn't just come from the object though, it also came from the fact that I was dreaming peacefully in my dark home, when the blinding light came in to throw the object away. ( I actually sleep like a rock... yeah...) I had trained myself not to sleep too deeply, like Kid used to... Kid... I could still hear his voice, clear as day, saying, "I love you (y/n)..." I remember how he used to kiss me goodnight every night... Hold me when I had bad dreams... Lull me to sleep when I couldn't... "*Sigh...* Those were better days..." Now, I just sit here, expressionless, emotionless, except for the constant feeling of the cold, the pain, and the longing. I want him back. I do. But how am I supposed to talk to him when my lips are sealed...? I feel like a mute now, I haven't talked to anyone in so long, because I was afraid of being rejected... But now... I'm afraid I won't know what to say... I'm not afraid of being rejected anymore, just not knowing what to say... that's scary...